Love as God

God is love, they say, but there isno god. Therefore, how can there be love?And if there is no love, how can there be God?There are things in life, I suppose,that are simply unanswerable mysteriesof existence. Maybe this God and love are one.

Maybe there are many loves, instead of one.The difference between what isn’t and what iscould merely be one of scope. The mysteryis how we speak only of one love—to act as though we know we are supposedto love only one other, or that one other and God.

But supposing that one other is God?What then? Is the God-lover to walk alone,supported by God only when He feels He is supposedto support her? What kind of love isthis? I would argue in fact this isn’t love,this one-set-of-footprints-in-the-sand mystery.

How to define two loves as one is the mystery.It’s obvious to many there is a thing called God,and just as obvious that there is one called love.Maybe we fool ourselves, we who can’t be alone;maybe we don’t know what either God or love is.Maybe, and perhaps; but I for one propose

that we as only humans are not supposedto know or understand capital-L Life, that mystery.Isn’t it enough to know that God islove, and love is God,no matter which onedoes or does not exist? What is life, if no love,

if no God? Maybe this saying, “God is love,”is less a definition of God what what love is supposedto be. Of these two terms, maybe2 the onewe should capitalize is Love, that great mysteryof chemistry and longing. Maybe “Love is god”is a more fitting epigraph for what life is

made of: Love, that most delicate, most mistyof all emotions, is supposed to be their god,as the one that binds us, that was, that will be, that is.