I'll See Where This Takes Me
Empty
It is a wonderful place to arrive, to be a slave dead in Christ, and to find everything settled, ready for action, in its' place, organized in my spirit. Despite this, questions present themselves, one is if there is no time in eternity then why would there be space in the sense of size from here? This would only be the baggage of the seen cluttering the unseen.
It just may be that the spirit, set free from the seen, can reach no limit to the accompanied size of the universe nor retreat into within itself, to the smallest of sizes.
However, I am now still entangled in the web of prediction within this seen world of time. Everything within time consumes itself and disappears into its' beginning like a mobius strip consuming forever.
If this too is in any way true, then it moves me to accept the full field of faith stretching out within me. Once free of the seen, the unseen opens up to its own unseen world without limits with God.
Faith would be free to operate as it needs.
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