December 9th

It is difficult for me to believe that God knows what is to come.
It's sort of like having a one way ticket to a different place on the planet; if there is no plane ticket to look at and know that you will be leaving, then your experiences become more real, and you are able to feel things with a greater intensity. You will hate it with everything in you, because there is no concrete hope. You will love it like you have never loved anything, because you know you are not leaving. You would give that place your whole self, because there would be nothing to hold back.

If God breathes with us, and feels with us, then perhaps God does not know the future. Perhaps God really does feel what I feel, and is confused when I am confused. If God knows what is coming, then would God be able to experience fear when bombs flew in a war zone? Would God cry with an African child when he is orphaned by AIDs? Maybe God does not know the plans of the universe, perhaps the thing that God knows is that everything is going to be alright.

If God knows all the answers, then I don't know how anyone can tell me that I could identify with God, because all I know, is all the questions.

Perhaps the future of this world is inside of us,
instead of God's day planner.