During a time of Spiritual Solitude and Separation. I began to ask questions. It is odd, how difficult it is to ask a question. I found through much of my upbringing that questions are generally frowned upon. As a child they seem to annoy parents. As a kid in Sunday School, they seem to annoy Elders. As a student in class, they annoy teachers (when outside of the scope of text book answers). As a college student, they annoy professors (who expect you to receive all knowledge & perspective without challenge); who, at best, make you feel dumb for asking in the first place. So standing before God ... I am often left speechless and WAY too intimidated. But on this particular occasion, I decided to REALLY consider DEEPLY the question I have for Him and just ask it. So I meditated and focused all my attention on what is the ONE THING that seems to be hindering my progress in life. The conclusion was ...... ME. So I asked, "who am I?" To my surprise, the Spirit ...
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.- 1 Corinthians 13:6-7