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In Love We Trust


I want to continue to talk about how God is Love.

It is such a simple phrase. It makes a great bumper sticker. Seriously, language is so important probably because it can often be misinterpreted. There are 8 major translations of the original Bible over the years which have been translated into over two thousand language variations. There are hundreds of revisions to those bibles as well. The Catholic Church, this past year, changed much of the words used in the Mass on Sunday. I found a list that someone made of the names of God. They came up with 524. It seems that we are continually trying to get the words right.

"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God." John 1:1

"And the Word became flesh, and dwelt among us." John 1:14

These are two interesting and simple quotes from the gospel of John. It seems that the Word is important. We also find in the gospel of John, "God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them." So what if we swap all known instances of the word God with the word Love? For they are synonymous according to the gospel of John. OMG would be OML. Oh my Love! Different meaning, or the same? How about "Love Dammit!"? That doesn't even work. By definition Love cannot damn. "Love must hate me." Talk about an oxymoron. Can love hate? Mother of Love. Love Almighty. In Love we trust. In the name of Love. Oh that one already existed thanks to U2.

Does it work the other way? I God you. I am falling in God with you. I am in God with God. God is a many splendored thing. God is blind.

Changing the word, changes the meaning. But a word that means the same should have the same meaning. But we have preconceived ideas about both Love and God. I learned in High School art class that if you turn your drawing upside down, you see it in a new way that can help you when you are having troubles. If you are drawing a face and are having trouble getting the nose right, flip the drawing upside down (and the reference) and the nose will cease to be a "nose" and you will see it as shapes and colors.

So change your position; change your perspective; change your paradigm. You have a lot of God inside of you and Love knows, you need to share that God with others.


I leave you with this:
"As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words."
William Shakespeare
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