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Thursday, December 7, 2017
Why Have the Thirst if not to Drink the Wine?
why have eyes that see
And arms that reach
Unless you're meant to know there's
Something more? If not to hunger for the meaning of it all Then tell me what a soul is for Why have the wings unless you're meant to fly And tell me please why havea mind If not to question why?
*Where is it
written? Sung by Barbra Streisand (Yentel),
written by Alan & Marilyn Bergman
Facebook, and you will see an abundance of motivational videos, inspirational
sayings, pictures, and brainy quotes.
People are reaching for something more.
I do know the meaning of life; it isn’t some
big extravagant purpose, nor does it reach lofty realms that end at the pearly
gates—and who said the gates are encrusted with pearls anyway, or that there
are any gates at all? (Is that to lock people in or lock people out?)
been given a gift.
The gift is life. And our purpose is to experience it.
Aren’t we lucky?
Too simplistic you say?
Okay, give me a better reason for being
Some say it is to heal old injuries, to
grow, to understand, to save humanity, to change the world, to make the world a
better place (as though it is a bad place), to serve God (Does He want to be served?)
God’s God. He/She doesn’t need us to serve Him,
to adore Him, to obey Him, or to worship Him.
Are we afraid to question lest
God condemn us for our lack of faith?
Well, now that is a number someone did on
Once I told daughter number one, “Nobody
said it would be easy.”
Her answer: “Well, somebody should have.”
I love it.
The young ones can be so astute.
Look around. Many spend their lives inking
out a living–going to work, only to come home exhausted in spirit and flesh,
flop on the couch, have dinner, and if they have children, tend to them, do a
little house-keeping maintenance, go to bed, and begin it all over again.
didn’t come here to be slaves.
The irony is that some look forward to
retirement so they can get out of the rat race, only to experience boredom, and
die shortly thereafter.
Retirement is a reason to do something you
have always wanted to do.
What is that?
Invent? Begin an online business, paint,
write, read copiously, take Quantum physics classes, tutor a child in reading,
rest, yes rest, enjoy it, languish in it. Now, get up and do something.
And men, don’t follow your wife around like
you are lost. Find yourself.
When I say to experience life—I mean, find
the juice in it.