Dichotomies

Feeling stuck between two conflicting yet equally valid ways of life, one a broad approach, investing in many, forsaking true depth; the other going deep with few, narrowly addressing the elite, yet destitute, Surrounded by a culture, a people that tell me I value incorrectly. Who's to say? Their money-first, self-centered view of everything continually infecting them. I try, surrendering to a force, to an ubber-personal God, allowing transformation, allowing life change, allowing, inviting death, mini-death, daily death, all the while feeling stuck between two conflicting ways of life, one valid, the other highly and unbelievably poisonous. Clearly, there is only one path, a fork with a clear direction. Nothing else makes any sense. Except Him.