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Dec. 15th, 2002 09:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kuangningFaith is a thread of purest silk. Acceptance is a hemp rope. I will not wholly depend on either alone. Faith without acceptance of what is can be broken. Acceptance without faith in what can be can leave one -- leaves me -- raw and bleeding in places.
At the end of fear there is grace. Whatever the form it takes, it is still grace. It is grace to be able to turn around and put my back to the wall and face the demons, even alone. It is also grace to find the crevice in the wall which can hide me. I will not bitch about the way my wishes were fulfilled, or complain about which of my prayers were answered.
I am not happy, but I am not broken. I am beginning to reopen the doors, and hopefully the process will not take much longer. Thank you for being patient with me so far -- there's only so much interaction I can stand right now.
At the end of fear there is grace. Whatever the form it takes, it is still grace. It is grace to be able to turn around and put my back to the wall and face the demons, even alone. It is also grace to find the crevice in the wall which can hide me. I will not bitch about the way my wishes were fulfilled, or complain about which of my prayers were answered.
I am not happy, but I am not broken. I am beginning to reopen the doors, and hopefully the process will not take much longer. Thank you for being patient with me so far -- there's only so much interaction I can stand right now.
