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I meet up
with a group of ladies each week. We are
of different ages, eco-status and walks of life. Our community comes from our love factor
based in relationship.
We’ve been
discussing a book titled, “Love Does” by Bob Goff. Did you know love is a noun and a verb? Yep,
that’s the nerdy, I-love-words-side of me coming out. Anyway, the point is love does stuff. It doesn’t simply sit in a box thinking it’s
all sweet and uncluttered, tied up with a pretty bow.
Love is messy. Love is inconvenient. Love gets in the way of our preconceived ideas. Love is broken. Love is vulnerable. Love hurts. Basically, love can be a real pain in the butt, because it requires something.
Grinding
on the conversation with the gal pals, we were passionately hashing ways that
we could put action (verbs) to our talk.
Talk has to take form or it’s just talk.
The
holidays are basically here, our minds turn to helping others who are less
fortunate than ourselves; a good thing, but why do we only think that way during
the obvious times? Shouldn’t doing “good”
be a heart stance always, instead of when we are reminded to be thankful by a
holiday?
Two things
collided, disturbing me, messing with me.
First was the phrase, “going to their world to help.” Since when did stuff become “theirs” and “mine?” It’s more of an “ours.” The social ills that bombard us are “our”
concerns. I understand that the distinction
came from good hearts, but that subtle distinction continues to make me
uneasy. Maybe it’s the whole walk a mile
in my shoes idea. We are all just a
small step away from being terribly in need, and I’m not just speaking economically.
What
collided with the “their world” was meeting eyes and people in the everyday,
not on the holiday so that we feel good about what we do. Wow! I want to do something so I feel good…I’m
letting that impact me…
I’m not
saying it’s bad to put food in a drop box for Thanksgiving or a coat in the
winter. That is good, actually huge! But why not do the same thing on a Friday the
13th or a random Tuesday?
Have I become so “us” and “them” that I don’t see the always there need?
I’m messed
up and disturbed, but what am I going to do about it? Love does …
Missy
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I liked this a lot! Yes, love is a verb and a noun. It's descriptive, as in I love to read. You are correct that there is no their and mine world to those of us that are awake. So many still don't get that. They think if they throw money at a problem, it will go away. I love that you get together with ladies to discuss books. One day soon, I will be able to do that since I have so many books to discuss. :)) Giant hugs and Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Marlene. We do way too much talking without thinking about how our talk can take some action. Interesting thing about my ladies group is that we don't always discuss a book, but we do always have lively, pointed discussions. I hope you can get back to being involved soon. How are your eyes doing? Take care my friend, and have a happy Thanksgiving, too.
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