Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning

Tuesday, May 26, 2020

Love is the constant

I am old enough to remember
And Detective Sargent Joe Friday

And his famous phrase
“Just the facts, ma’am”

Which factually he never said
Only getting as close as

“All we want are the facts, Ma’am”

And now we live in what many call a “post factual” world
Where those entrusted with the truth


And with no apparent compunction

I ran across a poem the other day titled simply
“The Facts of Life”

It was penned by the Irish poet Paidraig O’ Tuama

The facts of life
“that you were born
and you will die

that you will sometimes love enough
and sometimes not

that you will lie
if only to yourself

that you will tire

that you will learn most from the situations
you did not choose…”

the truth is
life is confusing and inconvenient
and life is great

we are messes
and we are beautiful

and if we would embrace the full truth
and live truthfully

we have to be willing to live in a world
where almost everything is

rather than either/or

and we have to recognize that those
pulling us to extreme positions
the extremists
the ideological and moral terrorists

will usually blur the truth rather than expose it

because when it comes to politics
and people

absolutes are usually false

Trump is not, as he insists, blameless and infallible
Neither is he, as some would insist
Always wrong

Right to lifer advocates with their blind extremism
are often false (life deniers)
but they are not totally wrong
we have to take seriously that part of what they believe
that we can embrace

truth is messy
it is contrary to our belief
not back and white

and thus it is challenging
and really hard to find

The truth is I am not good or bad
I am good and bad

I am not right or wrong
I am right and wrong

I am not smart or stupid
I am smart and (at times) incredibly stupid

We have to learn to live in the ambiguity of most truth

There is only one thing that is always
In its own unique way

Only one thing that is unambiguous
And that is Sacred Love
That is God
That is God with us

The one thing we can embrace
Is love

It is the constant
That continues to be truth
In the midst of all the other messy truths

God is not love or hate
God is not love and hate
God is love

And that is a fact

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