The love of our shared humanity was everywhere this week. Football – of all things – evoked it, stoked it, transmuted it into contagious compassion, unity, and joy.I have always loved the phrase, “God is everywhere;” it has taken me the better part of half a century to even begin to see and understand what it means. This week however, I could see and feel God* – the love of our shared humanity – everywhere.It began with a whisper in a still and silent Buffalo Bills stadium last Monday night with the fall of Damar Hamlin. It ricocheted across the country all week, then boomeranged back to the Bills stadium Sunday afternoon with a miraculous opening touchdown; a touchdown that gave flight to the Spirit of everyone who witnessed it.What began as a whisper, culminated in the deafening roar for a touchdown that brought the house down; a touchdown that delivered relief and joy not only to the battered folks of Buffalo – who have endured racist murders and the winter wrath of global warming – but to a nation of people weary of being at war with one another.I often say, “Without our humanity, we will possess nothing of value.” The love of our shared humanity however, possesses the power to heal, to unite, to open our hearts…to move mountains.*God, Great Spirit, Jesus, Allah, Elohim, the Buddha, Universal energy…whomever or whatever feeds your true Spirit.

The love of our shared humanity was everywhere this week. Football – of all things – evoked it, stoked it, transmuted it into contagious compassion, unity, and joy.I have always loved the phrase, “God is everywhere;” it has taken me the better part of half a century to even begin to see and understand what it means. This week however, I could see and feel God* – the love of our shared humanity – everywhere.It began with a whisper in a still and silent Buffalo Bills stadium last Monday night with the fall of Damar Hamlin. It ricocheted across the country all week, then boomeranged back to the Bills stadium Sunday afternoon with a miraculous opening touchdown; a touchdown that gave flight to the Spirit of everyone who witnessed it.What began as a whisper, culminated in the deafening roar for a touchdown that brought the house down; a touchdown that delivered relief and joy not only to the battered folks of Buffalo – who have endured racist murders and the winter wrath of global warming – but to a nation of people weary of being at war with one another.I often say, “Without our humanity, we will possess nothing of value.” The love of our shared humanity however, possesses the power to heal, to unite, to open our hearts…to move mountains.*God, Great Spirit, Jesus, Allah, Elohim, the Buddha, Universal energy…whomever or whatever feeds your true Spirit.

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