We hear it in songs, slogans, commercials, tv shows, movies...its all about LOVE. But what IS it? Is it only a feeling, a passing emotion? Or does it have nothing at all to do with emotions, but is rather an action? I believe that True Love lies smack in the middle of the two.
It begins somewhere outside us; maybe it comes from our parents, maybe not. Maybe from a family member or a spouse. For some, I think it only comes directly from God and no other source, maybe for their entire lives.
Certainly we are all searching for it. To be understood is to be loved, and we all want someone to understand us; to see into our hearts and souls and say "I approve". Of course, few of us are brave enough or feel safe enough to open our hearts so that someone might have a glimpse, a peak at what treasure is buried there.
Because after all, what if we expose our heart and we are NOT understood? Not accepted. NOT loved. Then what?
"Man looks upon the outward appearance, but God looks upon the heart." And so we are exposed, whether we choose it or not. There is no place that is far enough, or dark enough to hide from Him. Are we only hiding from ourselves?
It is said that the opposite of love and the opposite of hate are the same thing-Indifference... but, as human beings, do we have the ability to be truly indifferent?
Love and Hate cannot occupy the same space- so do they cancel one another out as cold and hot water poured together will become neither?
We must make a choice to have love, or not. To act in love, or not. To give love, or not.
How does hate begin? As a seed of unmet expections? We then become indignant and then we carefully nurture that small bud of hatred, fanning it into a flame of bitterness. Jealousy sprouts when "other people have what I want, what I deserve."
If every generation fails to try harder than the generation before it, society will not PROGgress but regress. But we have our excuses at the ready..."Nobody loved me" "Noone accepted me" " I was abused, neglected, so dont look at Me!"
Whatever it is, however it works, we need to figure it out quickly. This life is short and God didnt merely suggest we love...He didnt give us the option or tell us we could be selective in the matter. He commands us to "Love One Another".
Enough said?
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Foreword
“I simply put the pen to paper and it all came spilling out like a cauldron of cold, scummy bath water…”
But of course it is never that simple. Long before pen meets paper, there is hard work to be done; demons to be wrestled, pinned and then laid to rest. Faint whispers and guttural screams that WILL be heard and then, must be silenced. Or, at the very least, must be gagged.
Chants of “You cannot” or “You must not” or “If you do, we are done” will swirl inside a brain like the gray mist of an early winter fog, preventing even the most determined from even thinking of an adjective or verb to scribble.
It is not for the faint of heart, this job of first reliving, then untangling and finally recording the events of the past.
And THEN the labor of actually writing, of choosing words and forming sentences, giving birth to a sentence, a paragraph, a page and then another, can begin.
But of course it is never that simple. Long before pen meets paper, there is hard work to be done; demons to be wrestled, pinned and then laid to rest. Faint whispers and guttural screams that WILL be heard and then, must be silenced. Or, at the very least, must be gagged.
Chants of “You cannot” or “You must not” or “If you do, we are done” will swirl inside a brain like the gray mist of an early winter fog, preventing even the most determined from even thinking of an adjective or verb to scribble.
It is not for the faint of heart, this job of first reliving, then untangling and finally recording the events of the past.
And THEN the labor of actually writing, of choosing words and forming sentences, giving birth to a sentence, a paragraph, a page and then another, can begin.
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