Soup is good for the soul.
We chuckle at the incongruity of the statement even as we recognize its truth, especially when the day is cold and the soup warm and nourishing. The warmth enters into us and we into the warmth, and we are reminded how much our body and soul are tied up together. Such complexity, such simplicity. Such warmth.
One of my reading texts for the day was from the fourth chapter of the Apostle John's first letter: God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them.
It is a similarly enigmatic statement, similarly warm and nourishing, but at a far deeper level.
Love is a lot like soup, especially when served up by God to a cold and broken soul. Warm and nourishing, love enters into us and we into it. Love draws us into God and pours us back into our neighbor. We become God's soup kitchen.
We love because he first loved us. Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen, cannot love God, whom they have not seen. And he has given us this command: Anyone who loves God must also love their brother and sister.
1 John 4:19-21 NIV
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