Sunday, March 1, 2009

When Someone Leaves, the Room Doesn’t Close.

A woman walked away from a sisterhood because her spirit said no.

That is not disloyalty. That is alignment.

Suddenly everyone became an anthropologist, theologian, and initiate in traditions they’ve never touched. To them,  Greek letters became foreign gods. Personal discernment became permission for strangers to rewrite history.

If someone exits a house you’ve never lived in…

You don’t get to narrate its architecture.

This moment revealed two things:

1. People crave explanations more than truth.

2. The loudest interpreters often study the least

I respect her leaving.

I refuse the frenzy that followed.

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