The most honest thing you could do when speaking of God is to rest your hands on your lap and remain in silent awareness of the great mystery.
You could speak but beware of the trap of certainty and of the need to be right.
You could write but remember that pencil, paper and boxes are all made from things that grow and reach for the sky. You could sing but let your song take flight without the limit of return.
You could paint but use many colours and be sure to hand the brush to a child from time to time for God measure.
You could dance but make the dance of such abandon and intensity that you will need the whole dance floor.
You could sit in stillness and float in the sea of God remembering that “life is but a dream sweetheart”…..
Bill Langill Jr.