Love Hurts
Erik Guzman June 7th, 2007
My love of drinking is no secret to anyone who knows me. The taste, the laughter among friends, the lack of self-consciousness…each are parts of a whole that have had me smitten since the first few clandestine beers out in the woods with my mates.
When I got older, I found scotch. Oh baby. I remember our first time.
Her name was Glenmorangie. She was 15 years old, finished in Sherry casks after being matured in American white oak soaked in bourbon. She was complicated, a little pricey, and worth it. It was love.
But let me tell you something I've learned about love…the object of your love will kill you. There's no escape. It's a fact you have to deal with.
Hear the words that filled the mind of Thomas Merton upon receiving communion on his first day in a Trappist monastery:
"Do you know what Love is? You have never known the meaning of Love, never, you who have always drawn all things to the center of your own nothingness. Here is Love in this chalice full of Blood, Sacrifice, mactation. Do you not know that to love means to be killed for the glory of the Beloved?"
Is Merton a little much for you? How about Jesus?
John 15:13 "Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one's life for his friends."
So there you have it. Love is suffering and ultimately death for the beloved. And we all love someone, or something.
Jesus laid it down for His friends. Merton laid it down for his Jesus. And I've been laying it down for my booze (and for Jesus too, but having two lovers sucks).
On our most recent podcast I asked, "What if there is absolutely no penalty for bad behavior?" The question came up in the context of talking about Steve Brown's teaching that, if you're a Christian, God will never be mad at you again. And I believe that.
However, I've found that just because He'll never be mad at you, doesn't mean that there's no penalty for bad behavior. But the penalty doesn't come in the form of eternal fire, losing crowns, or God giving you the cold shoulder for a few weeks until you've learned your lesson.
The penalty comes in the form of consequences. Why? Because the object of your love will kill you. It's true if you love scotch, religion, jerking off to porn, work, family, friends or God. You're gonna do penance. You're gonna suffer for whatever god you choose. So choose well.
Remember that sweet 15 year old I told you about? She's a bitch. She takes and takes. She used to give so much in return, but lately…I'm starting to feel like I'm getting the shite end of the stick.
Merton talks about his late nights of drinking with friends before he became a monk:
"It was nothing unusual for me to sleep on the floor, or in a chair, or on a couch too narrow and too short for comfort–that was the way we lived, and the way thousands of other people like us lived. One stayed up all night, and finally went to sleep wherever there happened to be room for one man to put his tired carcass.
It is a strange thing that we should have thought nothing of it, when if anyone had suggested sleeping on the floor as a penance, for the love of God, we would have felt that he was trying to insult our intelligence and dignity as men…
…And yet we somehow seemed to think it quite logical to sleep that way as a part of an evening dedicated to pleasure."
I had the opportunity to spend the night sleeping on a bench this weekend. I was sober, in an airport, trying to get home to my family after a long weekend working at the Born Free Seminar in Canada. I thought about Merton's quote and I decided to offer the night as penance, for the love of God.
I've gotten drunk and slept in the back of my truck, on the floor, in a tub…you name it. All those times, my beloved drink has never once whispered, "I love you too" just before the lights went out.
But, that night on the bench in the Philadelphia airport with God was different.
So when I got home, I knew what I had to do. I kicked the bitch out.
I'm still gonna suffer. The new Object of my love will still kill me. But that's okay. I love Him because He first loved me.
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