A Narrative of Love

With the coming of GOD into the authority of our hearts comes the unveiling of the law of grace engraved in our consciences. In grace, we have this law and it is to love. In grace we have this law: to love GOD and then to love others as we love our own selves; to love life; to love the death that brings life in crucifixion; to love joy and the peace of truth; to love and to love for that is the new law.

“Where are you?”

We've all been there...here...wherever you are; listening to this or reading this. We've all ran away, curled into our shells in hopes of self-preservation as the nearest form of salvation. We've all left where we were or where we were kept; we've all been displaced, dislocated (not by bone alone but away from joy or the magnitude of peace). We've all been distant from GOD and it’s always by our own making.

How Life Can Die

Take the bullets from a gun. Empty the barrel of sweet wine. Pull the plug of the television or better still change the frequency to one without a channel or clear signal. The gun is still a gun even without bullets; the barrel remains a barrel even without wine: bitter or sweet; and the television is on, quite alright, but you and I know that if it continues to show the blank screen (though switched on), it is of no use. That's what I mean.