We cannot play the "what if" game
The only prediction of the future we can ascertain is it's unpredictability
When suicide - self-hurting - depression/anxiety - et cetera
are common it is reasonable that we desire something
Concrete - something of substance - surety - irrevocable
Concrete is gravel, small stones, and sand
molded together in a solidified state via water
Here lies the problem:
Life can not - does not stop
It is fluid
It must always progress
You can suppose at the flow
but you cannot foretell the ripples
Where is the "solid ground"
Where is the "rock"
Where is the stability
Where is the understanding
Where do we go
Silence
We must learn to wait
Stop
Listen
Find peace in the silence of
mind - body - heart
for in that His voice is made loud in your ears
In the chaos we are deaf
In the silence we hear
Search out the daily silence
Find
Solitude
