Truman, Truman, Truman. Yep...a fictitious man whose story I can't forget. A man who grew up in a scripted show...an original man in a fake and safe "box". It reminds me so much of the freedom that comes when we step out of religion (and by that I'm referring to our little legalisms...or big ones) and into grace. Now that's a life!
Yep, I so identify. Coming up against the walls...knowing there's so much more beyond. So much goodness right from God's heart. Walking through... :)