Though my life holds no momentous events I still try to participate in it. I still try to account for my sins and even forgive those who don't forgive me. I assess the world and its significant judgements as the spectator position life has assigned to me. But sometimes the swell of an idea takes control and an opinion is born. Comes on the wings of the struggle to breath, comes on the backs of slaves pulling sacks in the hot heat of a day they praise as good though that is the only opinion nit blooded over as they work til dark in the heat of the day. In the heat of the day as conflicts prevail and certainty that the world is bound for he'll, despite the constant references to Jesus the light if the world. No one is perfect but our goal is to seek and become the adult we would most like to be. Free to embrace the truths that are clear and unravel the mystery produced by people everywhere. Largely, overcoming the boundaries and roadblocks of clarity we express the effects of life and its offerings , often regretably.