Christ bears the responsibility of causing my image to conform to His. He brings me to the fullness of each choice to establish His purpose in me. Seeing Him in all things is pushing the ego out of my way. I’m free to know myself now not only on mountain tops, but in valleys, cracks, and crevices. Pressure sheds light on me, desperation too. I emerge through both clarity and cloud-cover. There is no path I can take or seeming mistake I can make that is not coordinated in Christ. I dance with God; His consummate lead creates graceful response. I am kept in perfect step and time with my being; the wind whispers and I am carried to port.