The world is so plightless and stiff. No room for lacing hands or hearts.Then, you walk into the warmth of God's love, seaping out of peoples pores, making your spirit tingle, giving you hope for humanity. A love at first sight, for all who see you. A single day, a short night, singing carols, sharing laughter and speaking openly, knowing each question was asked with purpose, open to hear the answer; eager to know more about you. You'll never find this in the open air or society. I swear it, because I live in it, just like you. So many faces, each day, sharing fake smiles and handing out status-quo fabrications of reassurance: "how are you doing?" "I'm doing good." You're burning inside, wanting a hug, craving a word of kindness, yet, you dare not answer differently; you'll find that you've deleved into waters that you were not being welcomed into. it's called rhetorics. We learned this early and it's been chiseled into us, just like the Pledge Of Allegeince and saying "God bless you!", when you hear a sneeze. Methods, habits, movements that mean almost nothing, when we blurt them out.
I suddenly feel happy. An emotion that has dissipated slowly, over the last two years. My heart broken and the overwhelming notion that I might walk the streets alone, when I stumbled into this congregation, almost by accident. Today was a cool breath of air, filling my lungs with the sweet sense of friendship. "I can feel it in my bones.", you've heard it said, bones are no good if you lack direction. Let's take a walk.
