For the Jesus Revolutionaries, the answer was clear: Jesus would not be out waging "preventative" wars. Jesus would not be withholding medicine from people who could not afford it. Jesus would not cast stones at people of races, sexual orientatons, or genders other than His own. Jesus would not condone the failing, viperous, scandalplagued hierarchy of some churches. Jesus would welcome everyone to his his table. He would love them, and he would find peace.

It won't be a normal life-I know that. But it will be a life. A life together.

Because sometimes you just have to dance like a madman in the Self-Help section of your local bookstore.

The clock always ticks. There are times you don't hear it, and there are times that you do.

There's no way for them to take away my sadness, but they can make sure I am not empty of all the other feelings.

And who am I to blow against the wind?

And as we drift into sleep, I feel something I’ve never felt before. A closeness that isn’t merely physical. A connection that defies the fact that we’ve only just met. A sensation that can only come from the most euphoric of feelings: belonging.