Ain't nobody got time for that

 I wrote an essay about growing up as an evangelical. 


And then I deleted it.


Because evangelicals don't need any more attention than they already got. And no more of my time.


I have moved on. 

And I know that I know things and yet nothing at all. 
I know that I have 1,000,000 questions and zero answers. 
and I am okay with that.
I know that I am small in a big world.
I believe in a spirit, God. 
That is all I know, that I believe.

I believe...

God is here. Now. 
In the air. In me. 
Period.  
That is where it begins and ends.