Falling in love with God is not always something we can explain well rationally. We may need to turn to poetry, or to religious metaphor and imagery. This source of inspiration is hugely important. You may not be able to describe rationally why you fell in love with the person you are married to, and yet you trust this source of inspiration was enough to have based probably the biggest decision in your life on it, by deciding to marry that person!
Br. Geoffrey likens falling in love with God to falling for another person. It’s a great image: finding something deep with the depth of yourself. It reminds me of the many ways I’ve fallen in love in my life. My greatest love may well be a woman named Irene who mentored me in the theater. I met her when I’d just moved to New York as a young man. At that time, you could work for some great artists of the avant-garde if you didn’t expect to be paid. It was the ’70’s. Rent was cheap. I worked for many people I admired, but from the moment I met Irene, I just sort of stuck with her. I would arrive at her apartment in the morning to make phone calls and other preparations for a play she was producing, and I’d just sort of stay all day, talking to her and drinking coffee. The day would become night, and then morning would come and we would still be talking. She had a way of penetrating into things. The intensity of her intelligence, her reverence, her earthy practicality just kind of opened a door for me. And then I got to know her work as a playwright and director. I grappled with the mystery at the source of her inspiration. How did she get to the heart of existence - in all its contradiction, in all its unexpected wholeness? It was the beginning of my own journey into the theater, just as such experiences are always the beginning of something - perhaps you could say that they lie on the road to God.
“You Go to My head,” Art Tatum. It is said that Tatum spent hours playing along with the great piano players of his day on his record player - Fats Waller, James P. Johnson, Errol Garner. His brilliant, idiomatic style encompassed a harmonic range that is considered to be one of the inspirations for Bebop. He really gets inside this song’s strange vertigo of love.
You go to my head/ You linger like a haunting refrain/ And I find you spinning round/ In my brain/ Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
You go to my head/ Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew/ And I find the very mention of you/ Like the kicker in a julep or two
The thrill of the thought/ That you might give a thought/ To my plea, casts a spell over me/ Still I say to myself/ Get ahold of yourself/ Can’t you see that it never can be
You go to my head with a smile/ That makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julys/ You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Though I’m certain that this heart of mine/ Hasn’t a ghost of a chance
In this crazy romance/ You go to my head, you go to my head
Very little reported perspective on what’s going on in the Middle East. Syria is continuing to kill massive amounts of Palestinians:
” The Washington bureau chief of Al-Hayat, Joyce Karam, was one of the few people to notice the weekend death toll in Syria. She tweeted, in reference to anti-Israel protests in Pakistan, “Syria is essentially Gaza x320 death toll, x30 number of refugees, but no protest in Pakistan…”
I asked her why she thought this is so. Her answer: “Only reason I can think of is Muslim killing Muslim or Arab killing Arab seems more acceptable than Israel killing Arabs.”
Judging by the number and scale of anti-Assad protests (or anti-ISIS protests) in the Muslim world, she is obviously on to something. The Muslim world does seem more interested in Arabs who are killed by Jews than in Arabs killed by Arabs, and I’m guessing that this influences the scope and scale of the Gaza coverage as well.”
There is no use telling Job that there is no God or that he had not suffered; he has had too much experience of God and of suffering. It is useless to tell him that his creed is the umpire that arbitrates between himself and God: it leaves too much unresolved. Job is the type of man who could never rest in the church, or in the scriptures; he needs living reality. The person who rests in a creed is apt to be a coward and refuse to come into a personal relationship with God. The whole point of vital Christianity is not the refusal to face things, but a matter of personal relationship, and it is the kind of thing that Job went through which brings a person to this issue.
Oswald Chambers - Baffled to Fight Better, Job and the Problem of Suffering (Talks given at YMCA, Hut Zeitoun Camp, Cairo Egypt, 1916 during WWI)