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I OFTEN CARRY around a box. A box that contains nothing, though for years I believed it held everything. This box held God. Or so I thought.
Like so many who have grown up in the church, I have now emerged from the inward, high-built walls of the church in which I was protected from the “lies of the world.” The oddity is I now find a world far different than what I was told about. What once was described in black and white, gray is all I see.
God, the scriptures and TRUTH are not wrapped neatly, contained in some quaint little box with a pretty little bow. The fullness of God and His truth can never be contained in my box.
Now I am not saying God and Truth cannot be known. What I am saying is that neither one can be fully known. I want to understand. I want to explore. I want to describe. This infinite God, no longer in a box, is out in the wild world. And I intend to follow Him there.