but pride remains in the world.

I would love to marry a beautiful lady and retire by the ocean

but pride remains in the world.

I would love to think on 'artistic refinement'

but pride remains in the world.

There is nothing worth contenting ourselves with pride.

There is no love in pride (or more to the point- pride is love that has forgotten it is love).

Are we men? Are we the things made in 'God's image'? Are we content with anything less than a world of love? Are we children so addicted to fear that we will condemn ourselves and those around us before we take the responsibility of knowing love which is to be humble?

This is MY house and pride is against ME and it cannot stand, so prepare for the adventure that is knowing love in a time where love means work- it is a good thing that fun comes from love.

in love,

me,

who IS LOVE