Since a three-dimensional object casts a two-dimensional shadow, we should be able to imagine the unknown four-dimensional object whose shadow we are.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could all be a little more gentle with each other, and a little more loving, have a little more empathy, and maybe we’d like each other a little bit more.
Sitting on the end of the bed, you strum a series of soft, slow chords on the acoustic guitar you bought last year. The open window lets in the constant chirp of contended crickets and the smell of a smokey summer bonfire. I turn the page of my book, take a sip of beer, catch your eye and feel as though I could melt into your gaze. Our lips meet, hands clasped, legs entwined; we sink into this ocean of sheets and downy feathers. It was just an ordinary June evening… and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
The fact is, I need God to help me love God. And if I need His help to love Him, a perfect being, I definitely need His help to love other, fault-filled humans.