What if no one’s judging you?
What if God isn’t disappointed in you?
What if who you are in all your laziness and sloth, in your confusion and depression… what if that was OK?
For as long as it needs to be. For your entire life if necessary.
What if you are divinely loved even if you aren’t generous and kind to others?
What if you fail over and over again… what if you never seem to get it right?
What if your carefully prepared delivery falls flat and you don’t get the job?
What if the point of it ALL is ruthless, total, limitless freedom, the likes of which the mind cannot conceive? What if love is so all encompassing, rejection of anything is impossible?
Word prompt: Delivery