I’ve been trying to keep my hands on the wheel, to keep the car on the road. The construction, the passing traffic, the rainstorm, the fog – they distract. They become the focus. As fleeting circumstances pass the lasting reality of Christ becomes more apparent. Progress in Christ is realized in the wake of the regression of self intent. To get we must give. To live we must die. To find peace we have to run the race. To be whole we must first be broken. To shine we need to enter the vanishing point.