Life is true, every step of it is Godly.
Only the emptiness is false.
There are paths we wish we never traveled; decisions we wish we never took; actions that we wrestle to tear out of our memory, rip out of our hearts with agony and remorse.
But it is never life that we reject.
Life has meaning, life is good -- not a moment of it can exist without a spark of truth throbbing somewhere within.
Including that moment you regret.
In fact, life’s most precious diamonds are hidden in the shadows -- or even buried deep below the mud.
In the end, we reject an ephemeron, a thing that never was.
Not life, but its shadow.
Not the jewel, but the mud.
An absence: that the light-portals of heaven closed when you did what you did.
Wash away that void with tears -- there remains only a precious moment of life rescued from the deep earth.