Ego ride

It feels like an ego ride sometimes. Up, up, up. Down, down, down. Ego can make it so sweet. Then sweep the rug out in an instant.

But for me, it’s not an ego ride. I’ll see it through Spirit’s eyes. I know what it feels like to be awake in the presence of God. It’s got an overwhelming joy and love that ego can’t touch.

Ego can move the universe around to make it look like a great ride. So can Spirit. Only one ride is real – only one lasts. I choose that one.