584 Million Miles To Love

By the end of today we had beat God, framed Him to a cross and after He had died, lunged a razor sharp spear up through His abdomen just below His ribs perhaps slicing his lung in half and piercing His heart just for proof measure.  We can be a violent lot.  I laid under the stars last night, as is my habit, staring at the Big Dipper as it has moved up in the night sky.  The earth, after traveling some 584 million miles has once again come back to the place it was last year at this time and on that day 2000 years ago.  Same Big Dipper stood witness above us killing God.  I stared and wondered why I was not feeling more, why it seemed just another Thursday night in any old week.  As I lay there in the dark I was Slowly and Gently reminded it was not a feeling I should be looking for but a Love within me that I could not explain, a love for God and His Son Jesus.  A love for others that loved these same Two.  A love even for those I never meet or know, a love that seems to grow in me like some great golden tree with silver leaves that drop among those I meet.  A love that for the life of me I cannot create nor explain, a love that I am unworthy of but is gifted to me anyway.  I had that love, I could feel it.  I stood up and walked back into the house.

Ruben's Decent From The Cross