it is difficult to come clean on my own struggling, the loneliness, the fear that love should have cast out…  I wonder if any one reads my thoughts, and thinks “Oh, man this guy really needs help!”  The answer is yes.  My only question to you is do you feel like that as well?  Because I think everyone needs help.  I think with out the promise of the divine… what’s the point?  I am so thankful that God decided to become fully human in Christ and paid the price for our hope.  Today I sat at the piano to practice, and I asked myself “You know, if you really pour your life into this, will you ever have much power in this life?”  The answer to that question petrifies me and haunts me and makes me believe that I’ll never ‘be a man.’  I’m so prone to put my hope in other things, things so much less significant than God.  This God who by very definition is love.  I listened to a couple sermons online on the book of 1 Corinthians from Imago Dei church in Portland, Oregon.  Pastor McKinely talked about how we are part of a body, one whose members have different gifts.  He said that we all have a gift, great or small, sometimes one that we like, sometimes we wished we had some other gift, a better gift.  But the pastor’s theory about this passage in chapter 12 is what struck me most.  He said that all of this about the body and gifts is pointing towards chapter 13, that most poetic verse on love.  But of all the gifts in the world great or small, and the greatest of all, the greatest of all is love.  My prayer for you is that love will intersect with your life today.  That you will find and know in your deepest being that God eternally loves you and that that is the most powerful and beautiful thing in the world, ney in the cosmos.  I thank Mike Erion who posted a comment today for showing me this.  Just a morsel of this thing so pure called love, just a loaf and two fishes, would feed thousands and we are starving.  I pass this morsel of my love to you today whoever ye who read my humble verse.  I see the light, the divine, and the truth in you fellow human, or “Namaste” as they say in yoga class.