See, I really do think this is a love story. A sad one, about how hard we can make it for love, even God’s love, to get through to us.
Grace and goodness depend upon a good God, not on a good outcome. Suffering happens, and my faith is that the presence of God is enough—always enough to sustain us. It will not fail us.
As we see the divine gaze in the human mirror of each other, we accept the unconditional absolution and love of God and the desire to do better in offering that same love to all those around us. We need to change our ways of being and seeing, and then we need to make amends.
Silence. There may be as many forms of it as there are words in a language. And I’m beginning to wonder whether all sorts of silences, not just the reverent and prayerful ones, are worth paying attention to when we come across them in scripture.
In many ways, the cross is a symbol for Ubuntu. The four points of the cross can be seen as arrows pointing outward to embrace and connect Jesus and all humanity in all directions, south, north, east, and west. The four points can also be seen with arrows pointing inward to acknowledge that we each bring unique gifts to Jesus and to each other, and that we are somehow more because of each gift, and more importantly, because of each person.