IT’S YOU

                “Beloved, let us love one another, because love is of God; everyone who loves is begotten by God and knows God.  Whoever is without love does not know God, for God is love.  In this way the love of God was revealed to us: God sent his only Son into the world so that we might have life through him.  In this is love: not that we have loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as expiation for our sins.”—1 John 4: 7-10

                This was the second reading of yesterday’s homily.  It made me reflect and remember something I wrote and little shared weeks ago: this beginning song and sound.  I believe God fills our lives and souls with Love and that this Love is not meant to remain idle within us but to be given: however, wherever, whyever, for whomever it exists.  Give.  Share.  Show.  Bishop Barron, citing Saint Thomas Aquinas spoke of God as a verb, not a noun.  “God is Love:” the act, the giving and sharing of spirit outwardly, and by this—like light in the world—Love creates life and leads the living into growth. 

                I believe we all hold messages in our hearts meant to be voiced for the purpose of amplifying resonance in the spirits of others within our lives and worlds.  Often, the hardest part is trusting that what we feel is true, real, and—while our rational minds may seek to deter us from acting because belief in Love often requires something independent from “reason”—something to be expressed.  Love is not a rational understanding.  Love is a lived act of faith.  When we seek to understand before we act, we are not living Love.  Love simply “is.”

                Live Love.  Express Love.  Share Love.  By this, we will live a joy in Spirit that transcends the shaped limits of lives directed objectivity and doubts driven by demands for understanding.  Movements of faith must constantly be made by virtue of the absurd.  If it is there, trust there is a reason, even if that reason is not for us—in the present—to understand. 

                I don’t know why word, thoughts, and stories show up in me as they do.  Often, I don’t consider them mine at all.  They’re just there.  They’re just Love, and I try to give them voice.

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