One of a piece....

God must have enjoyed his little joke, I am sure, when he gave us a will and an intellect to be anyone we wished to be - even two different versions of ourselves if we so desired. One that speaks well depending on what they stand to gain and a second that speaks ill depending on how little they have to lose.

Then the creator quietly allowed us to discover that we are one of a piece. We'll never be decimals, his math is unique. Who we are on the inside is who we must become on the outside. Here he reserved the right to exercise his will.

For the smarter amongst our kind it takes many layers to be peeled for that real self to tumble out. Often it is a rusty, dusty, and a tarnished version of what the maker must have intended it to be. But it bravely hangs in there by the skin of its teeth, hoping one day its companion will realize God's little prank. Of giving us everything, and then leaving us little choice - to be nothing but ourselves.

And yet, we labor on to be that which we are not. All in vain ultimately.

Our mind can never excel in hiding that which our fellow men are gifted in uncovering. Because He never intended to involve intelligence in the finer aspects of his handy work. The most enduring and pristine parts of his creation are molded in instinct and nature. And there integrity, gratitude, goodness, and oneness prevail.

So near yet so far....and certainly never within the grasp of anyone who can't figure out that the joke's on us!