"Oceans of ink can never even begin to exhaust who God is or what He is like. But we are called to think God's thoughts after Him, and seek to put the truths of Scripture into some order and structure." Bill Muehelenberg Sometimes I don't know what to think. About myself, I'm unsure. My thoughts are white, a mix of emotions. My priorities are at war, my focus obscure. Much of me is impulse followed by thought rather than thought followed by action. My logic is often flawed, and I have few strong opinions. I'm fluid- adaptable and flexible. I don't know if this is a good thing, because I don't know myself. I have not solidified into an individual. My core doctrines are unborn, merely developing, and I don't know how long this pregnancy will last. There are no definites in this world of mine.