It was another tough day for me today. Very tough. But, that’s life. It goes on.
As I was looking for a picture to use today, I came across this shot I took of my amazing 3-year old grand-daughter early in June. We were together with our son and his family at the Renaissance Faire near Atlanta, it was a beautiful, nearly-hot day. In addition to the craft and food booths, jousting and swordplay at the Faire, there were rides for the children to enjoy.
My grand-daughter wanted to ride on the rope swing that spun riders gently around in a circle like a merry-go-round. How delighted she was!!!!
As I looked at this picture and contemplated the current events in our lives, I was struck by a truth that is perhaps deeper than space itself. When all is said and done, love remains. People may live long or die young, but if they were loved, and if they loved, some of that love must surely remain with the loved and the lover. No matter how long people have existed, no matter how long they have loved, love is going to last longer.
I love the passage penned long ago by the Apostle Paul: “Yet these three remain: faith, hope and love. And the greatest of these is love.” Why did he say that? Because he, and others like him, believe that the day will come when faith and hope are no longer necessary. They require things we can’t see to exist. But when faith becomes sight and hope becomes realization, the only thing that is left is love – and love won’t disappear nor disappoint. Of that I am sure.
I love being with my family – every single one of them. I love it especially when we can ALL be together to love each other, enjoy one another…even though the time of that being together can’t last on this earth. The good news is that even when our family part from one another at the end of such visits, the love is stronger than it was before. It grows to fill the universe.
Whether together or apart, love remains. And nothing, no power in this world or in the world to come, can take it away.
ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY: in 1784, writer Denis Diderot, one of the foremost writers and thinkers of the “Age of Enlightenment”, died after eating an apricot his wife warned him not to eat. His comment to her warning was, “How in the devil can it hurt me?” Guess he found out.
TRIVIA FOR TODAY: most of the 76-square mile island of Santa Catalina off the California coast, is a park. When 85% of the island was given by the Wrigley family in 1975 to the conservancy, it was stipulated that those portions given would forever remain wild and could never be developed.