Sometimes you have to be present whether you like it or not. To stand ready. As love.
And wait for the unexpected.
It will happen. Just as love always does. The only way to really be ready is to be still and present.
Whether you want to or not, you have to be there. In place of old wounds.
Inhaling the stale breath of lingering venom. Words spoken long ago can still bite through flesh.
Even when no one else is around. You got to be ready. As love.
Sometimes you don’t get a choice. Not ever really. Because that’s what you do. As love.
And you can’t close your eyes or plug up your ears. That’s not allowed.
Resist the words stacked up in a mouth that must never open.
You must be there. All of you.
Anger. Resentment. Pain. Loss. Grief. Joy. Nerves. Jealousy. Fear. Welcome the other side of love.
Each one being. Sometimes all at once.
Clinging. Clawing. Crying.
Which is why you must be present. As love. And nothing more.
That is why you go. It’s what we do. That’s all.
He sent them out two-by-two
to heal and cast out demons.
To be there.
With them. Among them. As them. As him.
An ex-copywriter turned punk rock pastor and peacemaker who dedicates his life to making the world a better place for all humanity.
"that they all might be one" ~John 17:21
“Prius vita quam doctrina.”
~ St. Thomas Aquinas (1225–1274)
* “Life is more important than doctrine.”