My generation has been theologically orphaned – but we have Ancestors.
I couldn’t express in words how alone I felt knowing that I would not experience Communion for some untold amount of time. So I wept. I wept bitterly as they attended to me with their loving, compassionate presence.
If God’s suffering results in our suffering, then we are obligated to ease the suffering of each other. Perhaps then, we can ease the suffering of God.
“These failed institutions may own the buildings we once worshiped in, but they don’t own the Truth. They don’t own our Faith. They don’t own our rituals, and they damn well don’t own us.”
It didn’t seem to matter to him whether the man was good or evil, guilty or innocent. He cared only for his feet.
Love is who God is – how could it be any different for us?