Spirit tells me that thinking is a game and perhaps He’s right.

I somehow need to struggle with ideas and Spirit provides me

(bless His soul) with a seemingly endless supply of these.

Sometimes I think I know the what and why of a particular

Mental challenge He slips into my mind, but, before I can

Take hold of the how, it slips away, as my inner resources

Suddenly collapse, as a balloon does, when filled to

Beyond capacity with hot air.

Spirit smiles at my distress and suggests that I

Accept that there are games in this world, and

Beyond, that are beyond me, at least for now.

I should be able to recognize games that I

Cannot yet win.

Stop. He spoke of this world and beyond. Now I challenge Him.

How can there be a beyond if there is only one world?

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