You and I often lament the overuse, the abuse, and the misuse of two words: God and love. Some recommend a moratorium on these words. Others suggest substitutes, like “G-d,” or synonyms like, “Holy One” or “Spirit” or “Life Force” or “compassion” or “justice” or “mercy.” But there is no way around it — these words, God and love, are essential, not replaceable, despite our being tongue-tied in naming the unnamable.
Over the past Christmas season I joined these two words, God and love, in a poem inspired by Raymond Lull.
The Wager
“I love you” . . . “I love you too.”
the universal exchange
resounding around the globe.
Subtract “I” and “you,” “love” remains.
The in-between part
the invisible, can’t measure it, part
the word with many names — justice, passion, compassion, mercy
the Mystery with no names.
Strange: Betting your life on a Mystery.
“Where did you come from?” “From love.”
“Who are you?” “Beloved, be-loved.”
“What formed you?” “Love”
“What’s your practice?” “Extravagant loving.”
“What about difficulty?” “That too . . . hold in love.”
“What’s permanent?” “Only . . . love.”
“What about Christmas?” “Love enfleshed.”
“What about God?” “Love Source.”
“Why are you here?” “To fall into Love.”
“Where are you now?” “A beginner.”
Strange: Betting your life on a Mystery.
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Mahan Siler / Anam Cara 