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I am sorry, but I must admit...I smiled brightly when I read that.
God as "neighbor?"
How...beautiful; an awe-inspiring remedy; a safe haven...
Who could resist?
I have a mad explosion in my head that could explode right now, but I'll save all that passion for my midterm paper...which, to my pleasure, deals with these subjects.
Let him be your neighbor, and when he knocks on your door, tell me what you first feel, because I am dying to know, but all I ask is that you are sure that it is he who is knocking on your door...and not simply a ghost, a mist, or even you yourself knocking in hope of hearing a knock at all...
Have a good day.