He Is Actually There

Is that actually Him?

The excitement to find out. The urgency to feel peace. Such a large, quiet reverberated room, not hearing the source of the sound but only the echo.

I am fascinated by the metaphysical reality of the substance actually changing. It becomes Him. He is now there. That is true. He is true. And now He is staring at me.

I am afraid, and questioning my delusion. All intellectual frameworks don’t matter anymore.

It’s those intellectual frameworks that would begin to be built as a scaffolding to hide behind Him.

He told me everything I knew about myself. He told me things about myself that I didn’t know. All of that didn’t matter, as He just performed a miracle right in front of me. He is actually there.

There’s nothing I can do to hide. I feel slow, careful, grateful, and willing to direct peace toward anyone in my way.

He is actually there. It’s about time I get to know Him.

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