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God, Gratitude, Heart, Life, Love, Power, Simple Things, spirituality, Sunday
We have the greatest gift there is: the gift of life. And what we do from here on is up to us.
Sri Harold Klemp-Love—The Keystone of Life
Life is what we make of it. Some go through life feeling like everyone is against them, that they don’t get any breaks, have no luck, etc. Others, regardless of their circumstances find beauty in the simple things, know that all is taken care of, and are grateful for all life has to give.
One life is more interested in power, while the other is more interested in love. Can you guess which is which?
There is a blogger I follow that puts up the most wonderful pictures of trees in here area. There is another blogger I follow that takes pictures of her morning walks and all the wildlife that happen to be available for a photo op. These pictures are what they see. I can tell that both of these women look at the world with love. Each blog we visit opens up a special part of that person’s heart. People write and speak about what they love. Another blogger I follow is very crafty, she has all kinds of travels throughout the year, depicting the various projects she is working on, and all the things she does with family, her dogs, and her art. It is a treasure to share in each of these women’s experiences.
Have you ever taken a walk and then instead of looking at the broadness of the landscape, taken a moment to crouch down and look at something very small, like a dewdrop on a blade of grass? I often wonder if that dewdrop captures all of the landscape around it like a wide-angle lens?
Some days I wake up and all is right with the world. It is hard to explain, but you can just feel the love come in from everywhere and everything. There’s a story of a young Indian boy who lives in absolute squaller. He is happy and running about the large piles of garbage in his neighborhood. A man walks up and asks, “Why are you so happy, running around in the garbage and the dung?” The boy replies, “God is everything, even the garbage and dung I play in.” The wisdom in this story is wondrous.
Living a life of love means we simply live our lives, without trying to exert our will on anything to make it different than what it is. We don’t try to tell others how to live their lives, we simply live and be ourselves. A life of love is a life of gratitude–gratitude for all things that are and nothing more.
Here’s a question for you to think about: Do I live a life of love or power?
I hope all of you have a wonderful Sunday.
May the blessings be!
Dave
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