I keep running into themes of faith and trust lately. . . . I think when I was growing up these concepts/elements of the human spirit seemed very black and white to me - things that either existed or they did not. I know many people that still see them as black and white. I don't judge them but I wonder if they are missing out on opportunities for connection - for Love. OK, you guys know me (well, as well as anyone does online) - I'm a hopeless romantic. BUT I believe in the power of connection. I believe in humanity and our insane journeys from ignorance into knowledge and understanding. I believe in forgiveness. I believe in 4th chances. I believe that just because someone doesn't go from point A to point B in the timeframe YOU think they should doesn't mean they don't want to get there or can't get there. WE NEED EACH OTHER. Sometimes we need guidance. Sometimes we need someone to say something or just reach out a hand. But most of the time we need someone to look at us and say, "I know that you have failed in this over and over, but I STILL BELIEVE IN YOU." After all of those sermons I listened to growing up. After all of this time. . . . I think I finally understand why the greatest of faith, hope and love is Love. Because Love brings you from the hope of change into change. Love brings you from belief into realization. Love takes you from fear into trust. . . . I'm calling out my friends and I'm probably calling out my self. If you love someone, DO THAT. The worry, the fear, the distrust, the lack of faith only holds you back. And I'm not just talking about romance here. I'm talking about parents and children and siblings and friends. It is hard to love. It is hard to keep trying. We've all been hurt. We've all been burned. By people close to us. That's simply part of life. Your family is way too familiar. You know your patterns. You know your weaknesses as well as your strengths (and hey we all focus on the former more than the latter). We get comfortable. We "already know all that". Love looks beyond that. My 11 year old will always push everyone's buttons. He will always torture all of us and make us insane. But he has one of the sweetest, kindest, most sensitive hearts I have ever encountered. Do I treat him like the button pusher or the sensitive heart? Love brings me to both - accepting without judgment (but yeah, still annoyed as heck). . . . Don't miss out. It's the coolest thing in the world to see someone grow and change and still stay the same. It's why we have babies and marvel at that transformation from 0 to 1 to 2 to 3 and so on. We all just get older and we forget the marvel and the wonder and, sadly, the Love.
I haven't blogged in awhile and I guess this is just spilling out for a reason only known to all of the millions of cells that make me up but I'm just sharing this today.
"The greatest of these is Love."