“If it were possible for me to alter any part of His plan I would only spoil it.” – John Henry Newman

From “The Human Condition: A User’s Manual,” by Arnold Kunst

1 February

There's meant to be a difference between my love for others and my love for God. With others it's more often than not creative - fairly regularly I am to initiate whatever is needed. It’s that way because that’s the way He loves us, and we’re made in His image.

But with Him my guess is it's largely reactive. Like a flower that has sense enough to turn toward the sunlight I am called to stand before Him, arms limp, head bowed, His own love/light permeating all my far-flung disparate parts, finally meshing them together harmoniously into His own wordless beauty. Through Him and with Him and in Him I am, finally, Home...