Love – Everytime

                                                          Bill Hicks on Love

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On the other end of the spectrum from Mr. Townes Van Zandt’s gorgeous melancholy, there is another equally brilliant Texan- Bill Hicks. He brings the dry wit and simple truths to the sleeping masses. Or he tried, at least. I tell ya, there is something in the openness here, the abundant sunlight, the remnants of a Christian community so throughly destroyed in more cosmopolitan places. Texas is indeed special. God Bless Texas.

Bill made Love cool. I hope to do the same. Not the hollow talk of Love like I see paraded on the internet, but actions. ‘Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truth.’ Let my Love be in all my work, all I do. If not, strike me down.

And on the other end of the Love spectrum there is Fear. That is being pushed rampantly on all sides these days and I have had many battles with the Fear monster myself. As a young woman it is frightening to learn you have a stalker, or are on a watch list, or that spirits are real. This fear was before I had rediscovered my faith as an adult. I’m okay with these things now. Maybe there are two types of fear; the evil and the unknown. The good book is filled to the brim with reassurances of not to fear evil, so that’s nice.

‘Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.’

‘And you, son of man, do not be afraid of them or their words. Do not be afraid, though briers and thorns are all around you and you live among scorpions. Do not be afraid of what they say or be terrified by them, though they are a rebellious people.’

‘The Lord will rescue me from every evil attack and will bring me safely to his heavenly kingdom. To him be glory for ever and ever. Amen.’

That still leaves the unknown. That’s stickier. But, to use an analogy, my cats the first time I used my coffee grinder nearly had a heart attack, the second time they jumped, by the third morning they didn’t blink an eye. Let me be my cats on the third morning.

Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.

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