We think the sacred can be traded
His hand had a scar that covered up till the wrist. He was eloquent, and very familiar with quotations from the bible. He must have told the story of Jesus for many times. He and his companion were talking to an old man, who told them it would be a waste of time. They were trying to convert the old man to Christianity.
He told the entire story of why Jesus was pinned on a cross. It was to cleanse the sins of all humankind. Those who believe in him as the son of God would receive redemption after death. How ready are we to do an exchange. You give me faith, in return God will give you eternity in heaven. We think the sacred can be traded, and that which is holy is in the field of belief. Belief, no matter the religious or the political, denies truth. Truth is not something we desire. It is so. We might not like it, and therefore react violently against it, but try as we might, we can never destroy it. What we destroy is each other, ideas and ideologies, beliefs and traditions, all of which has no relation to truth.
He did not want to communicate. He was determined by his purpose, to convert. One questioned his belief, and there was resistance. Anger soon showed, because his purpose was frustrated, and his belief challenged. When we so possess, seek security in a belief, we will resort to violence and anger. To possess anything only bury the seeds of fear, and violence is a natural expression of that fear.
He said goodbye, and with an empty heart said Jesus love you. One could see that he did not mean the words. Pretense is the struggle. The desire to become loving only creates conflict between action and the heart. One is not loving. When there is the facing of that fact, not judgement, not opinions or knowledge of it, but the actual seeing of the impossibility of love in conflict, love flowers. Love is not belief, nor is it the word, however beautiful or traditional. It is beyond what we know.