Blinding flash of the obvious: I am the washerwoman for God.
There. That is our sacred duty...to be a laudromat for God. He trains us with love...trains us to wash, scrub, rinse, wring, dry...without resistance, with love, in every breath we take, in every move we make.
I like to think of God's love as training wheels for you and me, for us and for them...for all time, forever. Face it, we will never not be in training to swap out personal love for God love.
His love is universal...our love is singular, selective, gathered more than given. The love of this world, the reasoning mind world, holds love close...as personal to us, for our benefit. Even as we offer love to others, we offer for to get.
To offer good to another, to receive not good in return, to walk away feeling undiminished love toward that other is God love. And ours for the training.
Thank you.
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