There is a divine and perpetual joke that runs throughout the Gospels of the Christian scriptures. Some of us miss it all of the time...and all of us miss it some of the time, namely, that the love of God typically comes from unwanted places and from those we despise.
To see and receive love from those we love in return requires no special feat of the human heart. Everyone does that. But to recognize love from those we hate...or even more so to care about their love at all and to receive it...is beyond mere human power.
(Perhaps) for this very reason God chose to enter the world as a poor, helpless infant who couldn't control his own bowels like an old bum in dark side ally...that's how God came and comes to us all still. No wonder that we don't have the power to love him...We don't even have the power to want to love him...piss-pour fool that he is. Maybe in the end it simply takes one to know one.
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