| Reflections and Mirrors |

I am substantial, yet I know so little of substance.
I am real, yet I cannot always understand reality.
I am alive, yet my actions and attitudes harbour death itself.
I am flesh, yet my desire is to be something more.
I am spirit, yet I know not what this means or feels like.
I am a Christian, yet I would have followed the crowd and crucified Him.

I am a dualism, existing as both life and death, fallen and redeemed, sinful and covered by His blood, a slave and free.

I am not there yet.
One day I will be.