Digital, January 2014.
That’s it. Grace is illogical. As much as I want to try to understand, to analyze, to ask a hundred why’s and how’s, I will never get it. And maybe this is what faith is like too. Love perhaps as well.
My eyes are still closed. You know that thing about eyes and waking up right? When it’s time to wake up already in the morning, your brother or your mother opens the light without telling you. To your annoyance, you tell them to shut it off again. Your eyes are still closed but even though they are, you know that the light is definitely on.
And no one’s going to turn it off at all.