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Think

In a way, I am grateful for some of the esoteric and elegant math I’ve learned in physics. It gives me a nosebleed idea of the way God thinks. “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are your ways my ways, says the Lord. As high as the heavens are above the earth, so high are my ways above your ways and my thoughts above your thoughts.”

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When I Say I Love You

What do I mean when I say “I love you?”

From the onset, what seemed to be an over-run expression especially during Valentine’s is actually problematic. There is the subject “I” and the object “You.” What is fundamentally revealed in the structure of the sentence with the addition of the verb “love” is a relation and if we wonder further, we can ask: What happens when a totally different I relate to a totally different You through love?

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Choose Faith

One of the greatest lies in the world today is this: You can control your life.
The sad reality is this: You can’t. Life is simply too big for you.
Sad to say, despite the many advances in technology, economics and science, much of life is still beyond our grasp.

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Arms

The Amorites are losing. If you cannot tell someone that he or she has body odor and thus in need of urgent deodorizing, you can say, “the Amorites are losing.” This can be convenient code, a diplomatic way to tell someone smelly. Let me explain. In the first reading today, Moses tells Joshua to engage Amalek and the Amorites in battle. Moses assures Joshua that he will be “standing on top of the hill” with Aaron and Hur, and he will have his arms raised. In the heat of battle, the Israelites discover that “as long as Moses kept his hands raised up, Israel had the better of the fight, but when he let his hands rest, Amalek had the better of the fight.”

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Goodbyes

I’ve never liked goodbyes. Or well, to be more accurate, I don’t like about 90% of the goodbyes I’ve said in my life. The 10% accounts for people I never got close to or I never got along with. But that 90%... that 90% was mighty painful. That 90% included family members, close friends and students that have gone in and out of my life. We live in a generation of mass migrations and impermanent situations. Some are destined to leave. And some are destined to be left behind. More often than not, I find myself in the latter group.