The Ride Is For Life

“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”

-St. Augustine

How does St Augustine’s definition compare with your definition of Love?

Life and love are never easy.  Everything requires work.  Hard work.

Today’s a new day, a fresh opportunity.  Do what you do – with Love.

Or, you could opt to do the opposite. But don’t complain if your results are not what you hope or wish for.

Hard work is the only way.

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You've Got Heart

Throw your heart into it, and the rest of you will follow.

Tomorrow, New Year’s Eve.  The next day, 2010.

Are ya ready for it?  Here’s my plan:

I’m throwing my heart into it, knowing full well that the rest of me will follow.

I think this is often referred to as Faith.

Got Faith?

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Why?  Just watch a child and you’ll find your answer.  Having a child (9-year old boy) in our home is a daily reminder.

We all, at least I do, need daily reminders of this simple fact, don’t we? Why?  Because life is hard, especially in today’s challenging and uncertain world.

Every day is an opportunity to count our blessings.  Anyone need a calculator?

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At 60, he died of a heart attack.  He was in the hospital for a while (week?) before he died.  I was 13.

I never went to see him.  I sort of felt guilty about that.

All these years later, it dawned on me that there’s a chance I didn’t go because I may have thought:

• He’ll be coming home as soon as he’s well enough
• What would we talk about?

Or maybe I just didn’t understand love enough to know how this may have been very important to him.

Or maybe, just maybe, I was following his lead.

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Some days, maybe while watching a movie or TV show, we see a Family that seems to have it all together and wonder why we can’t live like that.

It’s a movie, okay?  It’s not real.  Yet perhaps there’s some compromise between what’s portrayed in books and movies, and what is our current reality.

Maybe.  maybe not.

I’d like to find out.

Carpe diem, jeff

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