The bush burned alive with the truth and wonder of God.
"I Am that I Am," said God.
"What are you even talking about?" I said. "I don't get it." I understood little, but I took off my shoes.
"I will be with you," said God.
"You didn't answer my question," I sighed. "Where will I go? What will I do?"
The mystery of God and the mystery of my future flamed before me in a beautiful, red ball of magic that seemed to move everywhere at once while staying still in front of me. It was Truth, but I couldn't touch it.
I will follow you, I thought, and as I did, the road appeared before me.
The path is long and winding. As I round each turn, I squint into the distance, trying to make out the future.
I came to a wall. "I'm too short!" I yelled. I waited for my reassignment, but the silence begged me to continue. I climbed the wall.
I came to a river crossing. "The water is too rough! I will be swept away!" I said as I flopped down onto the sand. I waited, but the only response I could hear was the water against the rocks. I waded across.
I came to a narrow bridge. "I guess it doesn't matter that I have terrible balance," I grumbled as I began to put one foot in front of the other.
Then the road ended
at the top of a cliff.
I looked down at the sunlight gleaming off of a world of possibility. I looked around and found a hang-glider, a parachute, a bungee cord, and a rope ladder.
Exasperated, I sat down and stared into the distance, expecting a flag to wave in the distance. "Here! Here! This way!" they didn't say. Only the sun glistened on the rooftops.
"Where am I going? Where is this leading me? How am I supposed to know what to do?" I cried.
"I Am that I Am," I heard echo all around me. "I will be with you."
"Seriously?!" I kicked the bungee cord off the cliff and watched it disappear. I guess that's not an option, I suddenly realized. I gathered the hang-glider, parachute, and ladder and stared at them, then back into the distance.
I don't know. They all have their merits.
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