According to me, hugs are our best spiritual metaphor for how God operates in our life.
My long-ago blinding flash of the obvious came when I realized that we cannot get a hug, we can only give a hug. It is in the giving that we get. Move that to understanding...and on to forgiveness...and then on to the biggie, Love. We cannot get them, we can only give them, and in the giving, we become understanding, forgiving...love itself, actually.
That's why we are visited with self-centered jerks who won't let us in on the Beltway, who hog the sidewalk, who get in the "Ten Or Fewer" grocery line (with eleven or more items for Pete's sake). We need them...not want, need...else we might never realize we have reason to use our store of patience, understanding, love.
Love is, and ever has been, within us, just sitting there along with all the other goodies, waiting to be used...to be released if, as and when we choose to loose them and let them go. As we trudge along our life's road, patiently giving hugs, understanding, forgiveness, love, we are love. And loved.
The cosmic hook is if we do not give our hugs, understanding, forgiveness, love, we are still loved whether we know it or not.
The cosmic release is we can only know it by showing it.
Thank you.
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