La Maison Dieu

— the tower

La Maison Dieu, the tower

I’m scared of heights, and the tower’s an inferno. You’d think a decent person could ascend God’s tower and not be threatened by earthquakes or lightning. Should I jump out a window and put my faith in God or is He opening a door for me at the bottom of the tower? Maybe I overreached; maybe my striving was a form of pride; maybe I was never meant to rise. It’s easy to second guess when the first guess led to this, but the unforeseen is not always foreseeable. My insurance covers stupidity and a variety of sins; it just doesn’t cover acts of God.