Life should fit the book. Living should be the conformed thing, molded and shaped by every word within pages of truth. It should not happen the other way around, with the bound up words fashioned to fit the lifestyle.
But convenience leaves so little room for what should be. Some days uprightness and justice seem the better options. Other days mercy better fits. Grace most always makes its own case, and forgiveness comes and goes as the clever soul chooses.
So it seems, anyway. The lesson will not be ultimately lost, that eventually truth will declare itself truth. Justice will take its place, as will mercy and grace. And the fooled soul so otherwise assured of its rightful place will be shown for what it is--as lost as it can be. Pray, that soul, the time will not be too late.
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