Be loved

The 21st century Bible

could be twisted or mangled --

could be complete or in shambles.

Dear Lover-- the 21st centuries,

the Song of Songs lover,

the World oh for God so loved the World.

Dear friend who stopped believing in fairytales,

who stopped believing in existence of magic,

too shy to ask for miracles,

search for a miracle.

Search 'till your hand can grow a flower.

'Till time is at your fingertips

'till the sky is colored in a rainbow of Love.

He gave his only begotten son --

yes, his only begotten son.

And his son, he gave to the world.

Yes, Jesus, God sent to this world.

And God married him off to all his people.

To care for the world.

A huge honor, yes; a huge honor.

And he fell at his feet

for his broken disciple --

the person God created

like Adam's Eve

he fell at his feet

though she washed his feet in perfume.

He fell so hard

he had to come back.

Refused to leave --

yes, he refused. He refused, he refused;

he gave up his perfection

to fall in love with imperfection.

Gave up his purity

to love impurity

gave up his solitary spot

for a place on earth to love Beloved.

As God gave up his only son

to wed the Church --

as Jesus was torn

between heaven and earth --

as David had a kingdom

but in none of it could he have but Bathsheba

and had to ruin to have her --

as Jacob's over-seven-year dedication to Rachel --

as Solomon's love for his wisdom

as Joseph's love for dreams

as God's disappointment in Adam and Eve --

these beautiful creations; yes, beautiful creations

each with God's personalized imperfections:

you love too much

or you love too little

and you wonder

just where you stand.

You go around saying you don't believe in love

and reject it when it reaches for you

or you say you do

but you never practice loving others --

yeah, you lose the flavor of life

when you refuse to love one another.

You go around saying you don't have a soulmate

but picture being tied to the earth, sea and skies --

picture every religion being God's art

picture the rain to be God's tears

and blood to be the River of Life.

Did you ever walk around with angels?

Not be scared to wear whatever you want?

Picture dancing with the ones you fell in love with --

eternally dancing

or laughing

or loving...

Oh don't you ever stop loving.

It's not if your name is from the Bible

it's what you've been named in this world.

Your calling, your purpose --

believe it. You do have purpose.