Today, I was challenged once again to be Salt and Light. Today I worked for a temp agency, the kind where you get called to work for a day in random places. The jobs are generally pretty annoying, but the people are the real interesting part of the day. Take for instance my most recent coworkers. Subject A was confused for an old woman as he drove into the parking lot but turned out to be a Native American with a Doctorate in Physiology and a Masters in Physics. Subject B was a half Greek half Puerto Rican from New York and is never satisfied, He moved to Lancaster after his life fell apart due to a tangled web of road rage and legal fees, he and Subject C were both incidentally drug dealers at different stages of their lives. Subject D was also Puerto Rican and turned out to be a genuine witch doctor. He was initiated when he was 9 by his grandmother on a trip to Haiti and now channels spirits after drinking a gallon of rum.

One wonders about the spiritual dynamics of such conglomeration of individuals, so I chose to love. Anything else would be overwhelming.

But eagerly desire the greater gifts.
And now I will show you the most excellent way.
If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
-1 Corinthians 12:31-13:13

Lord give me love.

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I’ve been having some pretty strange dreams recently. In one of the most bizarre I saw the end of the world. I came down into the kitchen at my home for a drink and look out the window to see a storm. There is flooding and in the distance I see what looks to be an electrical plant. It’s crackling with blue electricity and a blue light is comming down from the sky like a laser. So I run up the steps to get higher than the flooding but as I start running up the steps the house starts tearing apart, so I turn to run out the door. As soon as I run out the door the world colapses and I’m left in a vast white room. This freaked me so bad that I woke up. As I was thinking about whether this was heaven or hell, it came to me that it could be either, the only difference would be the presence of God.