I searched the pathways of my soul

But all I could find

A world I don’t know

Where no one rules your mind

“Jesus said to Judas, ‘Friend, do what you came to do.’ Then they came up and laid hands on Jesus and seized him.” – Matthew 26:50

Jesus had been friends with Judas for three years, teaching him all the secrets of the Kingdom of Heaven, and Judas responded by betraying him over to be unjustly tortured and executed. On the night that Judas’ betrayal reached its culmination, when he stood there in front of Jesus, leading a crowd of armed men,

Still Jesus called him “friend”.

One of the greatest aspirations in life is to love the ones that no one loves. The drunks, the addicted, the prideful and arrogant, the unpleasant and impolite, the unreasonable, the unattractive, the unusual, the terribly awkward, the abused, the abusive, the hateful, the intolerable, the hopeless.

To love them with passion and enthusiasm. To long to see them. To long to know them, to serve them, to defend them, to share with them, to grow with them, to enjoy them.

This is the power of God at work: unconditional love. And there is nothing that is more Christ-like. What worth is anything that we accomplish in life, if we do not accomplish this?

Every time I hear Lawrence Krauss comment on the discipline of Philosophy I become increasingly convinced that he would be very right to stop engaging in it. Not because philosophy is as stupid as he claims it is, but because he is just plain stupid at philosophy.

There are many who would want to make peace by ignoring our disagreements and differences. But what kind of peace is this? Peace based on a lie. Ignorance of difference has never worked in marriages or in friendships; why should it work in society?

It’s easy to get along if we pretend we’re the same, but “get along” is all we will do; on such a premise there is only so much we can talk about before we have to hold our tongue lest we expose some difference between us. We can only go so deep, only grow so close before some dissimilarity is revealed, before the lie of our sameness loses its plausibility. We will “get along”, but we will not come together. No, peace founded on a lie either cannot last or cannot be satisfying.

What good is it to be peaceful only where there is agreement? Children can achieve that. Real peace can only happen in the blatant face of disagreement, where differences are fully acknowledged. Where two people can be utterly aware of all the ways they disagree. Where they are intimately acquainted with each others failings and peculiarities. They are united not by similarity, but by love.