Becoming Complete
We have a problem. What problem, you ask? Well, continue reading and you will find out. You see, we all feel a deep ache inside. We are missing something and we know it. Sometimes this hole is like a cloud, burdened with rain. Other times it is like an ever-present wet blanket: uncomfortable, but almost unnoticeable. We claim that we do all we can to reach out and grasp the One who will fill it, but are we really trying our hardest? If your child, friend, spouse, brother, sister, mother, or father was dying and the only thing you could do was make a tea from a flower... how hard would you try to get it? Wait. Just wait. Before you blurt out "of course I would try my hardest," let me proceed with the story... You are told that there is only way to heal the one you love. Immediately, you ask the doctor to tell you what it is. They stammer that it is not safe, the consequences are permane...