Sometimes, when you look back, you can point to a time when your world shifts and heads in another direction. In lace reading this is called the “still point.

I'll pit my God against your god any day, I say to the Calvinists. It's not their god I'm praying to.... The God I'm praying to is neither male nor female. My God is the one who exists apart from all of men's agendas, the God who takes you away when there is no possible place you can go.