Tonight I had dinner with Jane.

It's so tough to listen to your friends being taken advantage of. You always want the best for the people you love. So it hurts me when I hear when they're not being treated right. It makes me feel very protective.

I don't understant how people can be so oblivious to the fact that they are making another human being unhappy. I really don't believe that they know and don't care. I refuse to believe that a human being is just that horrible.

Although, last night at Bigger than Jesus, they were talking about just that: that guy you know who goes through completely unhappy.

More than that, they were talking about how not to be THAT guy. And the choice that we make every day not to talk to THAT guy so that he will never know that a friendly voice is on the other side of his tunnel vision.

And more than that, it is really not a show that my dad would probably like. The creator might like that thought. But I suspect, more than anything, he really just wants people to talk about it. To wonder. To be alive. To not throw out religion because they don't believe in a particular story that may or may not be true. In the end, it doesn't really matter whether it was true - what matters is what we're doing now.

And right now, I want to save my friends from the big bad wolves of the world. My mom wants to save her sister and her friends.

But we can't.
All we can do is love unconditionally and give them the knowledge that you believe that they will work it out all on their own.

Is that what my personal jesus does? Leaves it up to me because he believes I will work it out? Maybe that's why I am strong enough to actually work it out.

Maybe that's the gift I need to give to those I love the most: the gift of doing nothing.