we are constantly required to make decisions, bread or soup? bus or vespa? helmet or baseball cap?

these decisions define us public/publically, private/privately.  the more public our lives, the greater the chances that yahoo will trumpet the strangeness of our latte choices (as in…j.lo, vente mocha chai, who knew?)

but then if our lives are private there are people we abide with who will not only know about the chai, they will know about our control issues, weakness for french fries, our flashpoints of anger.  in other words, our weaknesses, our sins.  they may not know all of them (who knew?) but they will know enough.

i have heard it said both that we are defined by who loves us and by what we love

Who loves you?  What do you love?

Palm Sunday