And So…

And so, you were in a different place the last time we met.

Which isn’t what you meant is it?

We were in a different place the last time we met.

Because it’s important to be truthful if you’re going to tell this story.

Yes, you were always about truth, weren’t you?

But this isn’t about me.

But it is.

If it were, you would have started with my voice. With me.

My story. I’m starting with me.

And you’re arguing.

It’s not about arguing.

But you are.

I am.

Nothing’s changed.

It has changed.

Not that I can see.

Which is what has changed.

That I can see?

Clearer.

More truthful?

That’s your thing.

And yours, too.

Yes, but mostly love. Relationship.

Ah, the “R” word.

Relationship?

No. Redemption.

Which is also what has changed.

Redemption? Re-demption. The demption of re.

Of course.

So we’re going to talk about it.

We are.

Because we haven’t.

Not really.

Also my thing.

Also.

What is it?

I don’t know.

You’re the writer.

Which doesn’t mean I know, only that I make things up.

Up.

A word I’ve heard.

From me.

And others.

More important others.

Different others.

But not for hurting.

I don’t believe in—

Passion? Sorrow? Tears?

Okay, I do but—

Only after—

My will—

Has been broken.

Precisely.

Precisely. Pre-cisely. The cisely of re.

The woundedness.

Christ was one of us.

So we’re going to go there.

Always have.

We’re going to go there differently.

How?

Don’t know.

Still.

Yup.

And so.

Which is where we started.

We started with a letter.

And we’re ending?

Only if you want to.

I want to know about you.

And you will.

Not now?

You will.

Forever?

An eternity.

That is what we get.

When we choose.

Faith.

Christ.

So, I’m going to do it.

Okay.

I’m just—

Going to go there.

How?

That’s your thing.

And yours now, too.

Yes.

Should we pray?

For?

Sainthood.

And?

So.

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