Puppy Love

I was sitting waiting on the bus the other day and in the distance, I could see three figures coming towards me, a couple and strolling alongside them their cute little Golden Retriever pup. I had to take it in, his little tail wagging carefree in the evening wind, a big smile on his face, at least that is what it looked like to me, and as they got closer he couldn’t help but stroll right up to me.

Instinctively I put out my hand and he sniffed, licked and wagged his tail in delight and off he went, as if to say, I just wanted to say hi and share some puppy love. He didn’t know my name, or who I was and to him, it didn’t really matter, for him you don’t need to know someone to choose to give them some love.

I marvel at how we isolate ourselves from the suffering of others by massifying things, visualising those suffering as faceless masses rather than as individuals. The worst problems of the age are not scientific ones but moral ones; the issue is our heart, our disconnect from the source of love, our Creator.

Think about it, which one of the great problems overwhelming society today is not a moral problem?

They all are! Take hunger for example. People are starving not because of a shortage of food in the world, but because of the terrible inequality of its distribution, which, in turn, is a result of the even more unequal distribution of wealth, education, and the means of production and transportation.

The oppression and neglect of those who have nothing by those who have more than they need; so what is it? It’s definitely a moral problem.

Love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonour others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. 1 Corinthians 13:4-7

We were made from love to love each other.