love is the only every god

I don't talk about god much anymore, and I don't really talk to god much anymore either.  And sometimes it bothers me.  Sometimes I feel like maybe I should?  And maybe I should.  But I do think about love a lot, and I wonder if that counts.  God is love, right?  Does he care that I think more about how best to love rather than how best to please him or serve him or praise him?  Are they different?  Jesus said all the commandments were summed up in loving god and loving others and that whatever we do for the least of these we do for him, so is there even any difference between the two?  Is love, loving, active love, enough?  I don't really know, but I hope so, but if god really loves me as much as he says he does, then I think I'll be okay.

"Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for [...] cookies."

Not that my life since my last post has been full of fear, despair, hopelessness, and/or tragedy (though it has, in many ways, been pretty full of routine and constancy, and those others things do pop up now and again...), I'm still thankful for cookies.  I think I've been too caught up in trying to make the things I'm thankful for or appreciative of or happy about grand things or even just great things.  They don't have to be.  And in day to day life, it's not too common to find something huge and important to love.  So, today, I love cookies.

My friend Lauren drove up to San Jose last night to drop her sister at the airport, spent the night with our friends Nick and Ashley, and then came up this morning to visit me and to see the city where I live.  We walked around downtown, got coffee, shared a not-so-great cream cheese brownie, bought and ate fruit at the farmers market, watched the Other Guys (which was hilarious; the TLC references totally cracked me up), ate crepes, and then she drove home.  But she left me cookies!  And scones!  All the cookies are gone.  I just finished them off with a glass of almond milk, and they were a perfect ending to a relaxing weekend, and tomorrow, I get to share Lauren's delicious scones with my co-workers, which I'm looking forward to as well.