Hey, hey! The Treehouse flooring is in, so we now have our basic framework.
God, YHWH, or The Exhale, as I think I’ll now say, is our foundation, the floor, the thing we stand on to construct the rest. It’s made of prismatic love and fierce hope and resonant sparks of creative energy. It’s firm enough to stand on, to hold up the whole thing, yet it’s also alive, as if the wooden planks are still the living, growing trees themselves, taking the necessary shape of a container for the Very Big Story we’ve entered into.