God thoughts, not poetry.

How can I love my enemies? I can not-hate my enemies, I can understand that, but love? Love is not jealous, love is kind. God is love. Love, God. Should I not fear then?

If God is with me, who can be against me?

So what is there to be afraid of? Worldly injustice, etcetera. But its of the world. And if God is in more then that, and He is,
I dont have anything to be afraid of.
I love my enemies, my true enemies, that arent really anymore.

sigh. god doesn’t take sides. that’s how people justify wars. you’re too smart for this. i know you’re truly seeking, but you’re too much of the world. like me. these questions, they belong in late-night conversations with lovers and friends, not in your head every moment. you’ll drive yourself crazy. i know. i did. i am.

whyktdaggerktwhy

March 26, 2005

Life would be too easy loving your friends, that’s why.