Why does it always seem to take a crisis to believe?
Why can't we just take the plunge before we find ourselves in a dire situation?
Pride? Stupidity?
Maybe we're just wired that way.
Like Indiana Jones I think you can't see the bridge until you actually walking on it. It's not a freaking Jedi mind trick, it's like asking a blind man to describe a sunset - we're incapable of seeing until we believe. If you think God is dead, then, he's dead.
As I struggle to believe-- I wonder why the things that always bring me back are the things I can't handle.
It's not that pushing the rock up the hill endlessly isn't impossible alone, Sisyphus did it, as did Camus. The point is, it doesn't have to be that way. So while I relax now, comfortable in my air conditioned house to doubt, over analyze and ponder -- I wait knowing that a storm is coming and I don't want to go through it alone.
Like all storms this means preparation is in order and that means I have work to do.
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