I feel as though I have been being built all my life. At first, clearly, it was God doing the building. But as his absolute nature of being the Builder diminished and I was left, more and more to participate in the process, I became, understandably, increasingly doubtful of who I am. Sometimes what I was working on mystically would come crashing down so hard that I thought I was at the very beginning of my flight into the world,...
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