Date:   9/26/2007 12:09:49 PM ( 17 y ago)
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"When the evening of this life comes, we shall be judged on Love". St. John of the Cross

When I died and went to the light...or whatever you want to call light... I was judged not for my crimes but rather I was judged for the love I gave and the love I received. If you want to call the light something else... or not something else... the light or whatever it is...whatever you want to call it.... loved me so much like the best mommy loves her best son...or the best daddy loves his favorite daughter... so much so that the love forgot all of my weakness...and loved...beyond the measures of this sad and dying world....more love than I could ever hold... and stay alive in a body... If I have any love to give today...it is because I reflect even the tiniest portion of what I was given on the other side...but not just me...the light...or whatever you call light...is the sum of all love....through all dimensions....and even in this place where time kills us all...love is a thread that runs through us all here but there...there is where there is the whole spool of yarn... If my metaphors don't reach out and grasp the vastness of the love that awaits us on the other side it is because words are just not big enough to say love big enough...but if I could I would say them...I would write infinitum about them...but love gives me enough space to allow me to forget...so I can find love in the tiniest of things...where big is not the word used...for the least lovable of things...in the the least lovely... even in me...and you...in those of us who hide from the light(okay) love that is on the other side...

One day I will return...but today I am taking tiny steps toward love...some days I am crawling...but when the window of this life closes....the gates of heaven await(or whatever metaphor you want to call the place where love reigns)...the gate will open wide...and I am going to be leaping again for for the light...flying toward the love that awaits me there...but next time I am not going to look down in the presence of the light but I will look up...into the face of God(or light...or love...or shoebox...or fill in the blank....whatever there is beyond words that you want to call love...love that loves me brighter than a star....brighter than anything...I call it light...I call it Yah....you may call it something else...but if I haven't said it in a hundred different ways... I know it can not even scratch the surface of what it is...but here I am...trying once again spilling my soul out trying to describe the indescribable... down here again in the underworld...amongst my fallen friends...
 

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