My Twitter friend Mark continues to be spiritually articulate and wonderful. "It took cancer for me to believe" and "These are my problems. I like them."
Because he wants to know, I'll say this here and finally, having not wanted to do so before. This post was hard to read. It made me feel bad. It made me think, "My BODY is not your bet with G-d." It bothered me a little bit, but for a surprisingly long time - like, a couple of weeks, before I put it away and decided to say nothing. My body is G-d's chief gift to me. It's not a joke, and it's not a metaphor. It is mine. And it is far more than the sum of two of its softer parts. Those parts come with so much that is not soft.
And Mark, I respect you to pieces for the way you work through your questions, and like you more the longer I "know" you - your honesty is pretty amazing.
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