Writing is a type of salvation for those of us who have had the rug pulled out, shaken out, and tossed in the trash. Writing is a truth-telling serum spilled across the page. When we write, we have to tell our gospel, or the words just dance across the screen, unable to land in conviction. But when we get it right, there we are in the mirror, a full face reflection of what we believe at this particular precious moment, while still reserving the right to change our minds tomorrow. And that is ok. To outgrow ourselves is the gift we get for being human.