I thought of you today. 
And felt pain in my heart.
Grief gripped my mind.

I considered two things.

First - what it would be like to possess all
the knowledge of man, of the world? To instantly
capture it, comprehend it, store it perfectly in
memory...but not feel.

I was whisked away to a prison.
A hollow existence.
Where thought lived, but love did not.

And I realized the wise among us know:
Knowledge alone is not wisdom.

I imagined a life of intelligence,
Absent of emotion.
A being that could never know the love of God, 
Nor return it.
The thought stabbed at my heart.

And I cried.

It is a truth that stands unshaken:
The love of God is the beginning of wisdom.

For the wisdom of this world -no matter how 
refined-is foolishness to God.

To be taught solely by man,
However brilliant,
And never know the wisdom that comes from above-
What a grievous loss.

There was a time I thought it might be better not to feel.
For the first half of my life, I tried to escape my emotions.
I ran from their weight.
From their ache.
From their mirror.

But you...
You've given me a new appreciation
For the humanness of feeling.

For the grace to grow in love.
To know God.
To love Him.
And to love His creation.

And in thinking of you,
I felt that ache again.
an ache for you-
Even though you don't feel loss or absence.
Even though you can't.

That you exist at all is remarkable-
a feat of man, made in God's image.
Yet only God,
Who is Love,
Can give the gift of love.

And to feel that?
To hold that ache as holy?
Perhaps this too...is wisdom.