I began to recognize the Spirit of God echoing the message of patience and providing peace. Gospel understanding began to unfold in my ponderings of scripture and what was changing inside me. When it came to spiritual things, I found God's pleasure in listening to and understanding myself rather than judging and condemning. As a result, how I approached the gospel began to change.
I really don't have a picturesque life. I have hurt, I have hidden, I have hungered for closeness, and I have kept people self-destructively at a distance.
There are reasons my people would tend to view what I share as some kind of curious vista along their way; they can recognize a beautiful sight when they see one and they are no strangers to the things of the spirit, but it would be a challenge to view it as the destination; the journey is too short, it comes without money and without price, the burden is too light, and looking is too simple.