Truth

I have a number of religious friends who are so focused on "the truth" that there is no doubt about what they believe is the whole and only truth, the truth of the whole world past present and future. The Pope is infallible to some of them. I could never swallow that one. How this all ties into yesterdays story is that for me no one person will ever hold the whole truth. That each and every conceived human has some truth that only they hold. No matter how good or bad the person is, whether they are born alive or not, they have held some truth within their DNA and heart (I struggle with the idea of soul). I believe everyone has their own truth and it amalgamates with others truths to be a truth that only Godde creates owns and understands. I see a beautiful unique and fragile truth in Marie, she understands things I am unable to imagine.
This idea may change over time but for now thats where I am at. Thats the beauty of it, its fluid.

View from my window this morning.