And so, we categorize all holy, delicious, experiences: Mystical encounters, visceral responses to art, the transcendence of time while immersing ourselves in creativity, standing on the precipice of our faith to question God's reality, and we deem them "darkness," "unhealthy," "a deviation from 'God's will'". I propose the succulence of this poignant, whimsical life can be found in its marrow. To truly taste and see that the Lord is good we must thumb, pry, fumble, and slip through the slick canals of curiosity. Through exploration we slurp, taste and savor what small amount of substance we have on this earth. We learn to discern the gritty womb of a fallen humanity crying out for a supernatural rebirth.
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