Holding the World Together

I once studied with a writer who called himself perverse. He was a black humorist. For the characters in his novels fear, not love, held the world together. He was a perverse writer because he hoped that the absence of love in the world of his novels would evoke the need for love in our lives. 

I’m not sure that his novels worked that way, but he wrote beautifully, creating worlds that were quite different from the worlds created by other writers. He taught me to look hard at the place of fear in our lives.

Over the years I have come to believe that love is much more powerful than fear and hate. Fear and hate puts us on the downward spiral of divisiveness. They destroy the wholeness and well-being of communities and even of all creation. Love, not fear and hatred, holds the world together.

Yet we do fear.