We are all hungry for living food. Nature knows how to provide it, yet we do not know how to provide it in a healthy manner. Jesus spoke of the manna coming down from Heaven and His Father knew how to provide it. Yet we feed on scraps and rotten morsels contained in cardboard containers carrying non-healthy preservatives.

Well, we do the best we can, we tell ourselves on a daily basis. And that can range from healthy raw food to pudding cups loaded with sugar.

My days of going to church are long gone, since sermonizing to me is like eating from a pudding cup. These days I feed directly from source, in as many ways of the Word as I can find it. I am forever both falling from grace and falling into unhealthy eating habits.

You see, it’s like this. Society is veraciously hungry and will feed on whatever it is easiest to feed on. The multitudes are unhealthy and unhappy. That is the goal of a mechanized society.

I will now copy and paste what I wrote down to nudge my brain into yet another essay:

“I cannot re-visit the Past or pre-visit the Future. I, therefore, am an active visitation of God. I, alone, constitute all tenses and pretenses. I can only know this as I type these words, like a mother bird feeding her nestlings pre-digested food that they are eating now. Life is ironic if nothing else.

Vicki cannot know the above paragraph; sadly, she is immersed in her role, as it feels so real to her as to be, well….real ;)”

When I say that I am an active visitation from God, I mean the “I am” in every single solitary one of us. Not you or me.

I think of how hard Leonard Cohen toiled to make his every word shine, no matter if it was sacred or profane. You see, rising above the opposites that language forces us into is possible for all of us.

“Ring the bells that still can ring, forget your perfect offering….” (You know how it goes, if you don’t Google the quote up. I never tire of listening to the truth.)

Vicki Woodyard