The memory lies in us of how it could be in a loving
relationship with one another, how it could be holy, filled with gentleness, kissed by heaven.
And that love could be extended to everyone.
There is somewhere within each of us a place where
we remember and we know. It may have become but a faint whisper today, but when we are quiet, we hear it still.
Through all the madness that has been perpetrated in the name of love, through the dysfunctional patterns and tears and fears, beneath it all lies this ancient knowing. We are not here to do battle and create a hell out of God’s holy ground; we are here to love one another, to experience heaven here together.
