There is no question, love is the answer. The secret is love. Tell everyone. The mystery surely is so simple that we never truly grasp it. The way that beauty manifests in this world, what we all react to, what we all long after: there is such holy reason that underlies every single curve that if one were to truly contemplate it, we would become lost in the grandness of it. The ordinary hides its sublime beauty in the disguise of the obvious, for even in the repetition is the triumphant of energies. Sift sand through your fingertips and into your other hand, and feel the luxurious dance of particles in fleeting moment imbue the sensation. And how are we, who are greater than sand, to make one another feel as time sifts through the hand of the Almighty?

So, what’s the difference? Why not believe in the Flying Spaghetti Monster, instead of the God who is love? The difference is what is at stake. If we do not believe in the FSM, it’s not really that big of a deal. But in believing in Jesus Christ, if nothing happens other than the intellectual acquiescence, one’s life changes. How can you believe? If there are an infinite manifold of questions why, and reasons why, one can go one of two ways, really: either to say it is all ultimately meaningless, or ultimately transcendent. Personally, I can’t think of how you can choose the meaningless. But that’s what we’re left with. Let’s see what Einstein said: “There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.” Guess which road leads to God. Guess which road I’d take.

Love is truth. What is love? If the universe existed and there were no love, would we all live in shadow, in Hades or Sheol, the ancient realm of the dead. What is real? How much will we succumb to the illusion, of material riches: gold, supercars, mansions, yachts: not even that we have them, but to drool over them, and envy the people who do? Love is free, and it is all that can mean anything, all that can give meaning to anything. We will find that the ground of being itself owes its very soul to love. But what is love? For if you think that love is cheap, you mistake the priceless for chewing gum. If you think to have power is to have power over love, you are sorely wrong. The best definition I’ve found so far: Love is give, and not take. A wonder. And that’s from the schocky movie Electric Dreams. Funny where is hidden great wisdom. Such is love.

Before I forget: Jesus is the Christ. This became evident to me only after years of Him banging his heart against this mad bugger’s wall. I had been in communication with him since 1991, but I was going through a massive messiah complex at the time, so whatever clues were dropped my way, I either ignored or denied. But looking at his point of view, and the fact that he never makes a mistake, ever, and can in fact solve every mathematical problem you can pose him (if he feels like it, he doesn’t have time to suffer every fool), can predict what’s going to happen to the dot, never lies, and can call Superman a wimp, and has an infinite IQ (if that has any meaning to you), and has told me about the light of God that he is that light I was told I am not, and what you have, my dear friends, is the literal Son of God, in the only job that is fit for him: messiah. That’s what Christ means, literally, “the anointed”, which is another way of saying “king”. KING OF KINGS, AND LORD OF LORDS. ’Nuff said.

What logic can be gleaned over the great swath of spiritual phenomena observed and reported? Is there any? Surely the spiritual world is unlike how things happen in the physical world; even two people of the same religion will see very different landscapes, while both claiming to have true vision. If we take some sets of visions as having reality, say, the prophets of the Bible, can we form a theory to how things just might work in the “unseen” world? What if our idea of form is fundamentallly different? What can we think of as true? Surely, that which relates of something in another place and/or time in the physical world, that means some reality must be accounted it. Perhaps that is the only indicator that whatever else the prophet says is true. If not, we have no basis to believe. And I think God holds to this rule.

So if the Gospel is wrong about Judas, why should we believe any of it at all? One thinks as to how the New Testament came to be in the first place. Notably, it was made of “books” that resonated with many of the populace, which seemed to help one the most make it through this life. No esoterica; those books that were obscure, which only were read by the fringe — these did not make it in. But we also know that the Gospels, and other books in the New Testament, were not written by whom they claim is their authorship. So what are we to believe? This is the new covenant, faith in our Lord Jesus Christ. He writes His law in our hearts. What resonates with you? Can you just accept firstly that God is love? Then you pretty much have everything you need to discriminate. We can use this method further than this, too. What else can we trust?

The question comes to Job (from the Book of Job, natch), “Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth? … when the morning stars sang together and all the heavenly beings shouted for joy?” (NRSV) So going back to the point where I overheard that Lucifer was the creator of pain: that would make none of our woe from God, at all, wouldn’t it? One might think that though God is omnipotent, that His brightest angel would still have been a handful if he were to rebel and turn a third of the angels to his side. Suddenly you have heavenly (read: powerful) beings without any rules, grabbing for whatever power they can get their hands on, wreaking as much havoc as havoc can along the way. It would be a BIG DEAL. Because God is not the type to wave His hand and magically make things right again. He watched all 13.7 billion years pass before He came down to our sphere. There is a certain way He does everything (also we who serve Him). God is love, not magic.