I
know there is more to life than the eating and drinking, the everyday living.
More
than the friends and the family and the ‘whatever I fancy’.
More.
I
know there is hunger for deeper reflection and ultimate connection.
For
knowing and purpose and certain direction.
Soul.
I
know that religion just means belief in something/Someone superhuman:
too
big for me to understand, imagine or even remotely adequately explain.
Belief.
I
know Jesus the man was a definite person who lived and died.
Roman
history tells us so: religion does not mean imagination.
Jesus
is real.
I
believe Jesus when he said (and still says) there is more to come, better to
come.
I
believe him when he tells me how to live for a better life, a happier life.
Contentment.
So
I try to live according to his words in the Book. I so often, often, fail to do
so well.
Yet
they are still the benchmark, the yardarm, the starting and the ending point.
The
Word in The Words.
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