Via Negativa: Locked
Locked away out of fear.
"That I may publish with the voice of thanksgiving, and tell of all thy wondrous works" (Psalm 26.7, KJV)
Locked away out of fear.
Because, it’s grudge match time.
Doesn’t it feel good to be right?
What kind of story do we tell today?
Will we strike or lie down?
When were you last really excited about something?
Time for solid food.
If we’re not servants, what are we supposed to do?
What about the child who doesn’t receive good gifts?
Do we miss the possible if we believe it’s impossible?