Bono (Chicago 2015), Liz (After 4 Chicago SOI 2015 shows!), and more Bono.
Bono! It’s your birthday. Since we’re born exactly a week apart, I’d like to ask you some questions–one bull to another. As we U2 fans prepare for the Joshua Tree 40 tour, I have some questions I’d love to ask you. What is it like:
To know that somewhere in the world, every single second of the day, someone is listening to U2; that your music’s “play time” has already exceeded millions of your lifetimes? Somewhere, someone is being helped this very second–because of U2.
You have a vast and diverse fan base. Sometimes we may just appear as just a bunch of idolaters. I dispute that. If that’s all we were, then we’re all just reduced to a bunch of noise–people who don’t think or care, and it’s only all about you. But you know us better than that. It’s so much more. Because of your humility, we see past the rock star. We see a mirror; we see ourselves–#strongerthanfear; we too can be brave enough to be a kinder person, to be more tolerant and to help others. Your music and your heart unites those of various faiths, it smashes barriers. In the music of U2, we learn to see and hear the world differently. Thank you.
Your voice and music—this blessed gift of soul and sound, is the soundtrack that activates our inspiration and creativity too!Your music empowers our resolve. It gets us through when our hearts break, and it makes the good moments super amazing!
Keep going Bono (and the rest of U2!). Keep creating song and art. Keep talking to world leaders and business leaders and everyday people too. May you always keep your heart and mind open as you always have. May you always find time to put your family and faith and your well-being before the rest of us. Trust in the God who gave a short man a mighty big megaphone! Make a joyful noise until your last breath and together, we’ll walk this magical journey of life as we each find our way home.
Let there be light! That’s what God said when he first created the world. But did you know, he also said it about us in Ephesians 5:8?
For you were once darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Live as children of light.
So what does this mean? Does it mean live as if you’re a famous rock star and all the world’s a stage with the spot light on you? Of course not; you already know this.
If you’re Christian, you already know just how dark, how shameful, how sinfulyou perhaps once were, or currently struggle with, or have the capacity to be. That’s because our flesh wants what it wants. We want control. We want things, people, power or influence. It’s the underlying motive beneath all our wants that determines whether we are walking as children of the light or darkness.
I snapped this pic of Bono at the 2nd of only three concerts I’ve ever seen him. He was so close and yet….so far away. It was taken with an ordinary point and shoot camera at just the right moment, a split second of perfect timing. It almost seems like heaven’s light is shining down.
But I know the truth. Bono is only a man. Nothing more; nothing less. He has made references before that he doesn’t feel comfortable if fans (strangers to him!) see him as a Messiah. He’s clearly not. Yet, he does carry a certain light, or at least seems to be perceived that way by tens (hundreds?) of thousands of U2 fans, and maybe even some people that aren’t even big fans of U2’s music.
That’s because of his heart. If you follow news about him then you know what he’s done to shine a light on Africa, and how he’s been instrumental in trying to reduce and eliminate hunger, poverty, political corruption, and the hopelessness these things cause. You know he’s worked with world leaders in the political arena to bring attention and change to a silent suffering. He’s used his rock star status to influence and to be a beacon of light—to bring attention to, hope, help, cure, and above all love at a time that clearly God has appointed for him.
He’s not Jesus. But he gets it when it comes to carrying His light. Yet it’s not Bono’s responsibility to carry it alone. He’s a torch bearer. He once sang, that “I’d join the movement, if I found one I could believe in.” We live in a dark world in uncertain times. But in a world of self-indulgent twerkers, endless me-centered and copy-cat celebrities publicly showcasing their life of flashy material excess and simultaneous emptiness, Bono has been singing for quite some time to the beat of a different tune:
A higher frequency. This unmistakable calling of light. The example of a love in action, not merely words spoken or sung. He doesn’t just sing to us. U2’s lyrics challenge us. (“Am I buggin you? I don’t mean to bug ya!”) Kind of like Jesus. How are you going to step out today knowing what you know of the world’s pockets of suffering? Will you turn away in apathy? Or will you reach out in faith willing to risk your reputation or security? Are you brave enough to show goodness, kindness, compassion, or mercy today to someone you don’t know or is hard to love?
Truth has a way of showing us which direction we’re going to walk in life. The incredible light that is ours simply by receiving. This incredible gift of love that is ours to multiply simply by giving it all away.
The following exchange between Bono and Assayas took place just days after the Madrid train bombings in March 2004, an act of terrorism that left 191 dead and more than 1,800 wounded. The two men were discussing how terrorism is often carried out in the name of religion when Bono turned the conversation to Christianity, expressing his preference for God’s grace over “karma,” offering an articulate apologetic for the deity of Christ, and giving a clear presentation of the gospel message.
Bono: My understanding of the Scriptures has been made simple by the person of Christ. Christ teaches that God is love. What does that mean? What it means for me: a study of the life of Christ. Love here describes itself as a child born in straw poverty, the most vulnerable situation of all, without honor. I don’t let my religious world get too complicated. I just kind of go: Well, I think I know what God is. God is love, and as much as I respond [sighs] in allowing myself to be transformed by that love and acting in that love, that’s my religion. Where things get complicated for me, is when I try to live this love. Now that’s not so easy.
Assayas: What about the God of the Old Testament? He wasn’t so “peace and love”?
Bono There’s nothing hippie about my picture of Christ. The Gospels paint a picture of a very demanding, sometimes divisive love, but love it is. I accept the Old Testament as more of an action movie: blood, car chases, evacuations, a lot of special effects, seas dividing, mass murder, adultery. The children of God are running amok, wayward. Maybe that’s why they’re so relatable. But the way we would see it, those of us who are trying to figure out our Christian conundrum, is that the God of the Old Testament is like the journey from stern father to friend. When you’re a child, you need clear directions and some strict rules. But with Christ, we have access in a one-to-one relationship, for, as in the Old Testament, it was more one of worship and awe, a vertical relationship. The New Testament, on the other hand, we look across at a Jesus who looks familiar, horizontal. The combination is what makes the Cross.
Assayas: Speaking of bloody action movies, we were talking about South and Central America last time. The Jesuit priests arrived there with the gospel in one hand and a rifle in the other.
Bono I know, I know. Religion can be the enemy of God. It’s often what happens when God, like Elvis, has left the building. [laughs] A list of instructions where there was once conviction; dogma where once people just did it; a congregation led by a man where once they were led by the Holy Spirit. Discipline replacing discipleship. Why are you chuckling?
Assayas: I was wondering if you said all of that to the Pope the day you met him.
Bono Let’s not get too hard on the Holy Roman Church here. The Church has its problems, but the older I get, the more comfort I find there. The physical experience of being in a crowd of largely humble people, heads bowed, murmuring prayers, stories told in stained-glass windows …
Assayas: So you won’t be critical.
Bono No, I can be critical, especially on the topic of contraception. But when I meet someone like Sister Benedicta and see her work with AIDS orphans in Addis Ababa, or Sister Ann doing the same in Malawi, or Father Jack Fenukan and his group Concern all over Africa, when I meet priests and nuns tending to the sick and the poor and giving up much easier lives to do so, I surrender a little easier.
Assayas: But you met the man himself. Was it a great experience?
Bono … We all knew why we were there. The Pontiff was about to make an important statement about the inhumanity and injustice of poor countries spending so much of their national income paying back old loans to rich countries. Serious business. He was fighting hard against his Parkinson’s. It was clearly an act of will for him to be there. I was oddly moved … by his humility, and then by the incredible speech he made, even if it was in whispers. During the preamble, he seemed to be staring at me. I wondered. Was it the fact that I was wearing my blue fly-shades? So I took them off in case I was causing some offense. When I was introduced to him, he was still staring at them. He kept looking at them in my hand, so I offered them to him as a gift in return for the rosary he had just given me.
Assayas: Didn’t he put them on?
Bono Not only did he put them on, he smiled the wickedest grin you could ever imagine. He was a comedian. His sense of humor was completely intact. Flashbulbs popped, and I thought: “Wow! The Drop the Debt campaign will have the Pope in my glasses on the front page of every newspaper.”
Assayas: I don’t remember seeing that photograph anywhere, though.
Bono Nor did we. It seems his courtiers did not have the same sense of humor. Fair enough. I guess they could see the T-shirts.
Later in the conversation:
Assayas: I think I am beginning to understand religion because I have started acting and thinking like a father. What do you make of that?
Bono: Yes, I think that’s normal. It’s a mind-blowing concept that the God who created the universe might be looking for company, a real relationship with people, but the thing that keeps me on my knees is the difference between Grace and Karma.
Assayas: I haven’t heard you talk about that.
Bono I really believe we’ve moved out of the realm of Karma into one of Grace.
Assayas: Well, that doesn’t make it clearer for me.
Bono You see, at the center of all religions is the idea of Karma. You know, what you put out comes back to you: an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, or in physics—in physical laws—every action is met by an equal or an opposite one. It’s clear to me that Karma is at the very heart of the universe. I’m absolutely sure of it. And yet, along comes this idea called Grace to upend all that “as you reap, so you will sow” stuff. Grace defies reason and logic. Love interrupts, if you like, the consequences of your actions, which in my case is very good news indeed, because I’ve done a lot of stupid stuff.
Assayas: I’d be interested to hear that.
Assayas: The Son of God who takes away the sins of the world. I wish I could believe in that.
Bono But I love the idea of the Sacrificial Lamb. I love the idea that God says: Look, you cretins, there are certain results to the way we are, to selfishness, and there’s a mortality as part of your very sinful nature, and, let’s face it, you’re not living a very good life, are you? There are consequences to actions. The point of the death of Christ is that Christ took on the sins of the world, so that what we put out did not come back to us, and that our sinful nature does not reap the obvious death. That’s the point. It should keep us humbled… . It’s not our own good works that get us through the gates of heaven.
Assayas: That’s a great idea, no denying it. Such great hope is wonderful, even though it’s close to lunacy, in my view. Christ has his rank among the world’s great thinkers. But Son of God, isn’t that farfetched?
Bono No, it’s not farfetched to me. Look, the secular response to the Christ story always goes like this: he was a great prophet, obviously a very interesting guy, had a lot to say along the lines of other great prophets, be they Elijah, Muhammad, Buddha, or Confucius. But actually Christ doesn’t allow you that. He doesn’t let you off that hook. Christ says: No. I’m not saying I’m a teacher, don’t call me teacher. I’m not saying I’m a prophet. I’m saying: “I’m the Messiah.” I’m saying: “I am God incarnate.” And people say: No, no, please, just be a prophet. A prophet, we can take. You’re a bit eccentric. We’ve had John the Baptist eating locusts and wild honey, we can handle that. But don’t mention the “M” word! Because, you know, we’re gonna have to crucify you. And he goes: No, no. I know you’re expecting me to come back with an army, and set you free from these creeps, but actually I am the Messiah. At this point, everyone starts staring at their shoes, and says: Oh, my God, he’s gonna keep saying this. So what you’re left with is: either Christ was who He said He was—the Messiah—or a complete nutcase. I mean, we’re talking nutcase on the level of Charles Manson. This man was like some of the people we’ve been talking about earlier. This man was strapping himself to a bomb, and had “King of the Jews” on his head, and, as they were putting him up on the Cross, was going: OK, martyrdom, here we go. Bring on the pain! I can take it. I’m not joking here. The idea that the entire course of civilization for over half of the globe could have its fate changed and turned upside-down by a nutcase, for me, that’s farfetched …
Bono later says it all comes down to how we regard Jesus:
Bono: …If only we could be a bit more like Him, the world would be transformed. …When I look at the Cross of Christ, what I see up there is all my s— and everybody else’s. So I ask myself a question a lot of people have asked: Who is this man? And was He who He said He was, or was He just a religious nut? And there it is, and that’s the question. And no one can talk you into it or out of it.
Bono That’s between me and God. But I’d be in big trouble if Karma was going to finally be my judge. I’d be in deep s—. It doesn’t excuse my mistakes, but I’m holding out for Grace. I’m holding out that Jesus took my sins onto the Cross, because I know who I am, and I hope I don’t have to depend on my own religiosity.
(Note: While the book includes numerous passages of Bono discussing his Christian faith, it also includes occasional salty language from both parties.)
Liz’s Note: 11/19/12 — Hoping to post an original writing soon, but with so much unrest in the world these days, it’s inspiring to know we have an alternative to chaos in our life: Grace. May you find yours today!
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I’m a bit of a U2 fan. OK, maybe too much so sometimes. It’s just that I really in truly love their music more than ANYTHING else around. It’s just me, my personal preferences. Besides the technical genius of the Edge, the backbone and muscle found in Larry and Adam, you’d have to be fairly unaware in life to not know the lead singer and some say heart of the band is—Bono. Even that’s debatable because most U2 fans know what makes the band endure through the decades is that each member is absolutely vital to the other. Bono just happens to be the person in front.
A year ago today I met Bono. I just happened to be in NYC, a place I’ve only been to three times in my life. He just happened to be at the Letterman Theater outside my hotel on my last day in NYC. I didn’t know U2 was in town, even more, just outside my hotel across the street a few feet away. I found out randomly when I overheard another hotel patron telling her friend that they were in town.
I ran across the street and tried to get Letterman tickets. I waited in line, interviewed, and didn’t get picked. I left and did some sightseeing with my adult daughter in Battery Park. We came back, and I went to the theater one more time where Letterman was filming. Everyone had showed up. There were no extra tickets; I was told I didn’t need to stay. I knew Bono and The Edge were inside. I wanted to meet them; I wanted to meet Bono!
I was beside myself with excitement. I sort of felt like a cross between the swooning moms who fainted over Elvis during my childhood and young teens who camp out and fast for days for a change to meet “The Bieb-ster”. I ran back to my hotel to change and brush my hair. I was determined to find a way. Then I started calming down. Then I started crying. What’s wrong with me?
HE’S ONLY A MAN
Suddenly, there was a fire drill only on our floor. I had to evacuate anyway. I thought maybe, just maybe I’d go downstairs one last time and see if anything was going on in the back of the theater around the corner. God? What are you trying to tell me?
He’s only a man my child. He’s definitely not Jesus. He’s Bono, but at the end of the day, he’s still a man.
I quit running. I started walking instead. I told God something important: I know!
So I surrendered. If it was meant to be—fine. If not, I could live with that. Only four days prior, I had driven from this same hotel to see U2 in Philadelphia. It was my third and best U2 concert of all. Don’t be greedy with your blessings Liz!
I got there in the nick of time. I had a blast and made some quick connections with other U2 fans; or as I sometimes say, “I found MY people!”
The backdoors opened. Out walked the Edge and then Bono. Then it happened. I met Bono! I wasn’t shaking. I wasn’t falling down. I was able to speak coherently. He’s just a man. But for a brief second in time, I saw his eyes and perhaps he saw mine. I told him to tell Nelson Mandela Happy Birthday. I found out later, he was on his way to have lunch with him, but I didn’t know that at the time. I wasn’t inside the theater when they were taping. I just knew.Because sometimes our souls just know. I knew how close they are, and I remembered the audience singing Happy Birthday to Nelson at Bono’s request four days earlier in Philadelphia.
Then he said what I still refer to as just one word: Yeah!!!!!
Yeah (YES)! YES is such an affirmative word. It may sound cliché, but I knew in my heart that day, it was time for me to start saying yes to pursuing some dreams I’ve carried around for a while. It was as if God was whispering,
Your dreams can be a reality! Why do you even doubt?
Not because I met Bono, but because sometimes God just comes down and blesses you with something amazing, that you didn’t deserve, that you wouldn’t have seen coming in your wildest imagination.
At the end of the day, and the whole of my life, I am a U2 fan to the core, especially Bono. But I actually follow WHO he follows. I think that’s why I and millions of other fans connect so deeply. It’s more than even U2’s great music. It’s their connection to those that suffer in this world and making us not just aware, but challenging us to do. To start where you are, and to branch out, that is the key.
Yes I’m a fan of U2, so I’ve hit my fill of LIKE buttons and commented volumes.
But I FOLLOW Christ, not perfectly, but absolutely, and that’s something I really want to SHARE. Christ forgives, redeems, saves, loves, challenges, and changes us IF we let him. Only God knows what plans He has for you though we’re guaranteed a few things as we go: tragedy, triumph, love, loss. So how do we survive it all?
Love. Pray. Hope. Persevere. Trust.
I’m many things—a wife, a mother, a friend, a daughter, a sister, and a writer. I’m a fan of U2. I’m a follower of Jesus—like my brother Paul, we are ONE in Christ. And that’s reason to REJOICE!
NOTE: I’ve read these quotes. They can be found in these books, great reads for U2 fans regarding Bono’s views and struggles in his faith walk.
I am going to go way out on a limb here, but hope you will stick with me to the end. I want to ask you something.
How deep do you want to be loved?
I’m also going to be unashamedly real in my answer. THIS MUCH! No, I take that back, even more! For fans of U2, this song certainly has such a life of its own and certainly connects with people spiritually—yes, men like it too, not just women. U2 has said its “goal is soul” and this chart-smasher proves it.
Let me talk about something else though. Sometimes a person just can’t deliver the goods. Not your mate; not a rock star, not your best friend, not even yourself, no one! The thing is we are human, and thus limited by our humanity.
In our most giving capacity, we can’t totally be the very thing that someone else needs or wants from us, or more painful, we are capable, but we willingly hold back. Yet the most painful of all, is even if we love with all of our soul and being, we still fall short, because of this one simple fact:
We can’t sustain it. Time promises this.
We can’t sustain the intensity because we are constrained by time; the best moments can’t last. Those perfect moments in life are also the cruelest because they don’t and can’t last, and some of us chase them until the end of our life, trying to recapture or recreate them in all their significance and magnificence, in the way we perceive beauty. Yes, sometimes we need it like a drug.
Herein lies love’s curse: I can’t live—with or without you.
Hear me right. This goes beyond sex or friendship or passion or reason. It cuts right to the core of who we truly are. It’s the deepest part of our soul that can almost seem misunderstood by others. We can’t even form the words that describe our desire for this love, this way to be loved.
Perhaps the closest word is perfect. We want perfect love delivered perfectly! No drama, no conditions, no expectation, just pure andperfect love. This is the dilemma of our lives as we chase what we never had, what we thought we once had, or fight to maintain what we appear to have (if only to us).
Like the song says, “we give ourselves away.” Indeed. We give ourselves away as we work and we live and we do—everyday. The sands in our hourglass fall a little bit faster each day. Most of us push ourselves constantly past expectations—both of ourselves and others. Still, it’s not enough. In our most satisfied moments, we want just a little bit more.
This weekend I watched a mom and her children I’ve known for years bury their dad and husband. You didn’t have to be their best friend, to grasp the depth of their loss. The rawness of their fresh pain ripped everyone. We all want to do something to spare them from this; we can’t. It’s because on earth, we can’t keep it. Either way the best love will eventually be stripped from our open arms or our clenched fingers. That’s why we don’t need to manipulate, control, trick, smother, beg, or insist for another to love us perfectly. That only insures us they won’t or can’t.
Believe me my heart struggles with this, but my head knows this: Another human beingcan’t love youdeep enough or long enough. There has to be more.
There is. God steps in. Yes, God–the be all and end all of the perfect love we crave. This too is hard, because we’re walking and loving not by sight, but by faith. We’re walking and loving by truth and promises, not by what we feel.That’s a heavy thought, but a freeing reality that makes our burdens lighter to carry.
Somewhere in the heart of all us, if we’re honest, is the little boy or little girl who just wants to be held, to be pulled in close, and to be looked in the eye so deeply you can see our heart. We want affirmation that we are good, we are loveable, and that it is seen by someone bigger than us.
U2, both their music and especially their front man Bono, seem to master this “soul-connect” with people by expanding the invisible thread that connects our hearts to one another. The truest, ok maybe the sanest, of U2 fans know this: It’s not about Bono or the band or even the amazing music itself, it’s the love that comes from a higher power, and they’re just fellow travelers like us, mere humans, who allow it to pass through via music, lyrics, and most of all— heart.
Every good song, concert, moment, or relationship concludes. So what’s left?
God’s love is the cure. It transcends space and time and imperfection on our part. We just have to get our head and our heart around it sometimes. May you travel light, find your song to sing, love people, and live well!
For me, I take it on faith that perfect love exists because there is a God, He is good, and He loves us. There are some of my favorite scriptures on love and faith:
Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. Hebrew 11:1
We live by faith, not by sight. 2 Corinthians 5:7
For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? Romans 8:24
There is no fear where love exists. Rather, perfect love banishes fear, for fear involves punishment, and the person who lives in fear has not been perfected in love. 1 John 4:18 (ISV)
And to know this love that surpasses knowledge —that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. Ephesians 3:19
Dang it! I missed it. Do you know what solar phenomenon happened on June 5, 2012 that will not be repeated in our lifetime? It’s not an amazing meteor shower, or even a comet, such as the beautiful Hale Bopp comet seen all over the world in 1997. It was the solar event known as Venus in Transit. Here’s how it played out: Venus passed directly between the sun and the earth, but appeared as a black dot traversing the length of the sun on a journey just shy of seven hours. For anyone that would have witnessed this event at an observatory, a museum viewing, or with eyes shielded by welder-grade sunglasses, they would have witnessed a black dot slowly making its way across the sun for approximately seven minutes from their specific location on earth.
This Transit of Venus happens every 243 years, with pairs of transits eight years apart that part company for about 105.5 and 121.5 years. Another words, the next paired transit, won’t happen until 2117 and 2125. This means, we won’t have a chance to witness this phenomenon again, at least not in our resident earthly body.
Wikipedia informs us that this event is both predictable and rare. Predictable in that it has a proven historical track record, but rare in the fact, you have only a two-shot chance of witnessing this spectacular paired journey eight years apart. So if you missed it on June 5, 2012 and also June 8, 2004 then you will only see it now courtesy of cyber space, not celestial space.
I’m sorry I missed this because I still remember Hale Bopp, not because of the freakishly strange cult suicides that resulted from its presence, but because like a diamond in the sky, it possessed the quality of brilliance and extreme rareness. I remember seeing the comet as it blazed across the sky, as a vivid light breaking through the darkness, gently hinting there is so much more here than meets the eye. Looking up, it appeared to be a window in the sky that alludes to something beyond what our mind can surely grasp.
Strange as it sounds, when I saw it from our front porch, my first thought was how it reminded me of the Polar Express train of children’s literature—this magical train that breaks through the night, full of excited children, crossing space and time boundaries to deliver more than just Christmas gifts, but the gift of belief!
This I know to be true in life: There is no such thing as coincidence! I will repeat that until my dying day. I am a firm believer that life is not random, but intentional. We are created to witness some great mysteries and miracles in life, but they will mean little more to us than coincidence without the gift of belief.
I’ve always been enthralled by the mysteries of deep space. It humbles me, because I know that in the grand spectrum of the universe, my allotted space and time is absolutely microscopic. Think about this: Look at all you have witnessed and experienced in your own life, if only up until now: Moments of rare beauty, moments of extreme pain, birth, loss, dreams, obligations, music, love, oceans, mountains, sky, animals, and people—just a small millionth of all you’ve experienced, endured, heard, tasted, witnessed, and touched. Considering the vastness of our universe, is it mere privy that you’ve had the luxury of experiencing so much? You are not like the stationery planets that sit still, changing only on the surface. You are so much more!
You are like Venus in Transit. You are given a mind to assimilate knowledge, belief, events, faith, and experience. Are all these things just random coincidence in your life? Or will you use it and connect the dots in your life, just as surely as a master Creator has an order for the stars and planets that dot our view of sky?
Venus is named after the Roman goddess Venus that represents love, beauty, fertility, sexuality, prosperity and victory—not much–just the pinnacle of our enjoyable side of human existence.
So when I found out I missed Venus is Transit, as I read old unread emails from my museum memberships this morning, I was more than a little bummed. You see, witnessing that would have been another event I know I would have categorized as witnessing a miracle:
Love Passes By; The Sun Keeps Watch
For me, I already believe this. Love passes by. Bono knows this. In fact he wrote a book called “On the Move”. He states that love, and mercy, and God are all on the move. Love is never static! It grows legs and walks into adversity and suffering. It extends arms and hands that provide sustenance, aid, and the potential to hold someone. Love is a cure. But it is not without cost. It puts hearts on sleeves and security on the line and makes us give out of what we’re not even sure we possess. See love knows we’re going to suffer. It knows we’ll see things we’d rather not. Love marches forward anyway.
I keep a pocket full of miracles in my head and heart that no person can ever take away. Though most days I live life with feet planted firmly in terra firma in my town, my heart travels, and in in doing so, it keeps changing. It’s as though a puppet master is pulling the strings of my feet, arms, and heart, as He says, “Over here, child. Over here.” I don’t know if I want to go, or if I’m prepared. I do and don’t want to go.
But like Venus in Transit, a rare and brilliant love capably pulls my orbit across and around the Son’s light. I don’t have to know the future or my exact destination as I journey across the universe. I wish you the same: Let the power of an eternal and regenerating love and light sustain you as you move through life.
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