Dear God,
it does matter by what name I call you and people fighting over your name, are but foolish men, fighting over a shadow of a shadow of a shadow.
I also know that you are generous and creative since you created all that is.
I know that you have created a path for everyone to reach by whatever path he or she chooses.
Anyone who does not realize that and forces people up a specific road is surely not your messenger.
I also know that you are Love, or so I have been told.
And Love would only "wish" to multiply itself in the hearts of men.
Men with weak minds and big egos tried to define you.
And failed, but you have allowed them to seek nevertheless.
For even the search itself, is you, how could it be any other way?
You bring men and women together, and when the time is ripe, you bring them apart.
And those that are silent enough to listen to the whispers of the thing we mortals call fate,
can feel the winds changing, and set sail for a new journey.
Your only commandment, as one who some call messiah and others, son of God, is that Love be multiplied in the hearts of men.
Only when such Love is lacking, more rules are needed, for people who do now know themselves.
Dear God, I know that no matter how much I seek you, you have always been seeking me, as the one called Rumi has so beautifully written.
Thank you for sending usthe one called Halil Gibran, who wrote of Love :
" When you love you should not say, “God is in my heart,” but rather, “I am in the heart of God.”
And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course."
I think he was right, and to me all else seems like writing on water.
So if my life so far, has been like swimming in the river..
bring me to
the Sea.
yours
a little ray of your shining
also know as
LIttle Sam