Love and pizza.

I took the brownies to class, and they asked me to post the recipe in our class forum. So, I suppose they were a success. Just goes to show that vulnerability can pay off. Chocolatey vulnerability, that is.

Today, I was sitting in a pizza place called Zeppelin with my friends, as is our tradition after the class we have together on Fridays. It’s a place where you can pick all the toppings you want to have on your pizza for a pretty low price. So, there we were, sitting at our table talking about priests and our professor and everything else, when all of a sudden, I hear something familiar.

The place was noisy, and our group isn’t exactly quiet when we get going, but I still heard it: “o-o-oh-o-o-oh-o-oh-o-o-oh-o-o-oh-o-oh” And I knew exactly what song it was.

I’m trying to find where my place is
I’m looking for my own oasis
So close I can taste this
The fear that love alone erases

So I’m back to the basics
I figure it’s time I face this
Time to take my own advice

Love alone is worth the fight
Love alone is worth the fight

I couldn’t keep the smile from spreading across my face. One of the truly joyful ones. I slapped the table and stared at the speakers. “Guys, this is my favorite band!!”

And I never thought it’d come to this
But it seems like I’m finally feeling numb to this
The funny thing about a name is
You forget what the reason you were playing the game is

And it’s all an illusion
A 21st century institution
So I’m headed down the open road unknown

And we find what we’re made of
Through the open door
Is it fear you’re afraid of?
What are you waiting for?

Love alone is worth the fight
Love alone is worth the fight

“I have to tweet this!”

We’re only here for a season
I’m looking for the rhyme and reason
Why you’re born, why you’re leaving
What you fear and what you believe in

Why you’re living and breathing
Why you’re fighting it and getting it even
Let’s go headed down the open road unknown

And we find what we’re made of
Through the open door
Is it fear you’re afraid of?
What are you waiting for?

Love alone is worth the fight
Love alone is worth the fight

I have to laugh and just smile to myself because this is what Jesus keeps saying when he taps me on the shoulder. He keeps sending me notes and memos and telepathic messages that I was made to love. It’s why I’m here in skin and bones and muscles.

Here we are, here we go
Where the road is our own
Hear it calling you home
Here we are, here we go!

Love alone is worth the fight
Love alone is worth the fight
Love alone is worth the fight
Love alone is worth the fight
Love alone is worth the fight

Love is my home. Loving is my calling. Love alone is worth fighting for, not that we need to fight other people in order to love but that it’s worth a fight to keep loving. We do have to fight to love sometimes, don’t we? Other things get in the way, but it’s worth pushing past selfishness and prejudice and laziness and ignorance. It’s worth fighting for.

And it’s the only thing worth fighting for.

I need to be tapped on the shoulder on a regular basis, to have Jesus push me to love, to remind me that that’s why I’m here. Not just here in Graz but why I’m here  – on earth – at all.

Love alone  is worth the fight.

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