Maybe God isn’t the conductor or the music critic or the composer.

Maybe God is the proud parents sitting in the front row just excited to hear their baby play.

Maybe God is the fellow musician who understands the struggle, the passion, the heart behind the music.

Maybe God is the music itself.

Maybe we are the musicians.

Maybe our decisions are the composer.

Maybe fear is the music critic.

Maybe the system fights to be conductor.

Maybe love is our instrument.

Or maybe not.

But maybe.

And what if?

You know?


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