Staring Into The Face Of God

I looked into the Face of God many times this week. Sitting with friends who hold his presence, suffering with people in need. In needing other people and being needed. In scripture, in dreams, in dance and in the embrace of my wife. It raised my spirits and broke me at the same time. It feels like it will burn me into nothingness and I just want it forever. I laugh like a fool and ball like a baby. Do you see it? I sure hope so. Life's not worth living without suffering like that, and no one ever had more fun.