This morning I found myself back in the epistle of Peter.
The letter of the rock-man himself.
Steady, hard and unshaken.
Rough.
It always amazes me how this rock-hard, working man (who's name means rock) could have been transformed by the kindness and love and grace of Jesus.
During an anthropology research trip undertaken in 2015 I had a divine revelation experience that I will never forget … ever!
I remember that our research trip took us into the most remote areas of the Northern Cape Richtersveld desert, looking for Nama communities who still practiced the rite-of-passage custom of initiation.
… and Father, speaking to me ever so clearly, shared His inner-being.
It was His 'ahăḇâ-revelation.
In my efforts to better understand certain phenomena, facts, theories, notions and suppositions in life, I rely heavily on applying superlatives and antithesis.
Yip!
I tend to reason in extremes.
You may say that something is not as it should be … and you may be right … or you may be wrong.