Getting my Mind around IT. The great attempt, putting God in a box, the mind lustfully flirting with the heart, forcing the heart to take the beautifully masked punches. But our head begins to hurt from the heart's wounds. The sore hands of the mind from trying to wrap itself around the Infinite, finally pull back, now, too tender. Without tenderness there is no understanding. Job 17:2-5
1/26/2005