- Not The Only One!
- Post# 70
- 16 Mar 23
- ” Once In A Lifetime “
- Howdy!
- Thank you for being there. I sometimes sit down to write and it can be a little bit of an adventure and that may be because I don’t have an editor, which I could desperately use as some of you wonderful people have brought to my attention. ☺️☺️. There are other times when I feel compelled and it just flows out of me, much like sweat on a hot summer’s day, or a woman in menopause if you prefer ☺️☺️. And perhaps my favorite is when I sit down and think that I know what I’m going to share, and the end results looks nothing like the game plan going in, and we will call that one spirit lead. Sometimes I share some of my unusual life experiences and stories, and sometimes other people’s, such as in “Songbird ” or in ” The Chicken or The Egg “. This post came at me from a varied number of direction as you may be able to tell, but it seemed to be from polar opposite, one being death, and the other being love. This forum, the blog, has allowed me to be in touch with a large variety of people, and now from all over the planet. They have so many different backgrounds and education levels that sometimes it strikes me as odd. The one thing I have observed is that I don’t have many men who subscribed to the blog, very few, my audience is overwhelmingly female, and I don’t know if that is content related or men not liking emotional drama , which would still speak to content or what. Anyhow, I have a reader in Australia, which I have mentioned before and she is in the process of loosing her father, bone cancer, I’m told very painful way to go. She brought these two topics together for me with death and love. She is mourning her beloved father and he has not yet passed. They live some distance apart, I’ve been trying to encourage her to take some leave and spend time with her dad, and try to make some wonderful memories on this side of eternity to hold her over, and something that would stay with her for the rest of her days. I’m going to come back to this at the end of the post, but I want to attack this from another angle. There is nothing like being young and impressionable. Most of us probably remember our first real encounter with love on a romantic level. If you know the artist Betty Wright, she did a killer rendition of this called ” Tonight is the Night “. Well she was referring to a first sexual experience, I’m just maybe talking more about the heart side of things. I know for myself, that some of the media that I engaged in ,helped play a part in my mind set as to what that love was supposed to be or look like. Again, young and impressionable, so, there were Elvis Presley movies, or the casual encounters of James Bond. This was Hollywood and they do often affect our thinking about what love should look like and they are usually way off base, but they do tell a story, and we often buy into it. There was this one that had a profound impact on me and I didn’t completely understand or get it at the time, but some how it resonated with me and shall we say just stuck in my craw. I can’t remember exactly how old I was or what year the movie came out. The movie was called “A Love Story “. It stared Ryan O’Neill and Ali MacGraw, I think. They were young college students and one of them were from old money and the other more a commoner, you know the blue collar type. They fell in love and with opposition from the old money people. Any way, she becomes deathly ill , but his steadfastness in love towards her , hit me hard. In my young life that was probably the first time that it occurred to me that you don’t leave your partner ….NO matter what! Now I don’t know if that is an oxymoron or if that just makes me a moron, because I did forget that lesson and I have identified as someone who has been married more than once. And one of the more troubling or complexities of this is that we often have great obstacles in our way to be together, just like in the movie and then we just throw it all away, completely forgetting what it took for us to be a couple in the first place. Any Top Gun fans out there, this is your wingman or woman, and you are suppose to cover one another’s six. As, I said where I was at the time, it really hit me hard, especially when she dies, oh! , was I supposed to say spoiler alert☺️☺️. Let’s fast forward as I often like to say, and I hear and have read probably thousands of profiles over the last decade or so , and I keep hearing women talking about their soul mates. I don’t know if such a thing exists or not and it doesn’t matter what I believe or think about it ,because they obviously do. I don’t want to get into to all of the intricacies of that , but look at it from the reverse angle and that would be the countless people who I have encountered who have actually loss spouses and believe that there deceit partner was a once in a lifetime love. They are so convinced that they don’t and will not try to recapture the lighting in a bottle. There are no perfect people or perfect relationships, but it was their perfect for them and that is what it is all about. If and just if they believe that was the only possible person for them ever created specifically for them on a planet, of more than eight billion people, then perhaps soul mates is a thing. I’m not always sure why they think that person should be within a hundred miles of them, but maybe that is something for us to get into down the road .I know that we don’t stay tied to people for a life time as in with pass generations, now whether if that’s because people bale at the first sign of trouble or just think that life is to short to have to work at something so hard, and of course there is that percentage of people who are in abusive , in dangerous, or otherwise harmful situations. It does point to a change in our culture, which has had ripple effects across multiple generations. I don’t necessarily believe that life was simpler back then,, in many ways just quite the opposite was true, but we have more things to draw us away from putting in the hard work to make a relationship work. And as I stated in my last outing, we now have to add In what other people think about our relationship and the success there of. So, in addition to social media and out of control hobbies, comparisons also plays a part. There is something that is so rare and pure about a once in a lifetime love. It’s like being at Pike’s Peak or some other place where you are at a high altitude and the air is so thin, clear and clean, it’s just not your everyday smog infested atmosphere. We see this sometimes in nature, where animals will pair up for a lifetime until one or the other is no more, like mallard ducks. I know that we don’t like to admit it, but much of our culture resembles white tail deer, which are not monogamous at all, but something more suited for “Tender”, or one of the other many hook up apps out there. It’s not uncommon to see once in a lifetime love in other forms of relationships. I will fire the disclaimer across the bow and just concede that everyone didn’t have the best home life, but for the most part , no one will ever love you like your mom, or some other parental figure. Again for the most of us, outside of a relationship with God, you will never really ever experience that unconditional love, of no matter what , and remember, if you expect for them to love you back, then, it’s conditional. My friend in Australia drew me back to another time in my life. I have from time to time made references to my grandfather and how close we were. He loved me unconditionally and I never had one single doubt about that ever. Well , he passed away when I was twenty-four years old, and I was un consolable at his death, felt as if I had lost my best friend in the world. Yes, he spoiled me rotten, he always carried butter rum butterscotch in his pocket ☺️☺️. He was the one who would encourage me to do big things in life, he was also the one who made things better after my uncles beat my tale for snitching on them , or after my grandmother had wailed the tar out of me, remember a good tandem always has a good disciplinarian to off set the fun one☺️☺️. By today’s standards he was fairly young when he died, he was seventy-six years old. If you have been with me for a while then you know how I feel about funerals I did write a post about it, so maybe worth hitting the archives for it. I remember the day of his funeral, just like it was yesterday, it was a hot July day, and it was way to hot for all of the fancy duds, but that is how it went down. When I say un consolable, you would have thought that I would have crawled in the box with him, that is how much I loved him. Yes, extremely over dramatic and a lost that my heart was just not ready for . Well that was over thirty-five years ago and much has transpired since that scorching day in the dead of summer. See, this is where my friend in Australia is now and where I was all of those years ago. She doesn’t understand that there is a certain beauty that comes along with death. I’m not being morbid , sarcastic or flipped about it, because the pain and loss is very real and painful, and we all greave differently and at our own pace. I can’t tell you how many times that I went past my grandparents house, after he passed, just expecting to see him. I mean no disrespect and I am by no means trying to trivialize or make light of anyone’s pain and or loss. The point I’m trying to make and that I didn’t fully comprehend all those years ago, is that for all who have hope in the resurrection of Jesus Christ, you get to see those love one’s again. I can barely contain myself of seeing my grandmother again without a switch in her hand☺️☺️. We all have seen or known of someone who was suffering in some way, and when they passed, we thought it merciful and a blessing that the suffering had come to an end. My baby sister, definitely fell into that category. I have a first cousin, who is a funeral director and he often makes comments about the difference between those who have a relationship with God, and those who loose love ones without hope. It is a sad state and an unnecessary one as well. The Word of God says that Christ died once for “ALL”. As I tried to share with my friend some sixteen hundred miles away, it is a free gift that God offers to us, but it does you absolutely no good ,if you never receive it or accept it. When you die, it is supposed to be a party, a celebration of going home. I think for many and myself included we put way too much stock in the the things that we can see, touch, taste and feel, but this is a feeble existence at best and it is not our home. Am I afraid to die, absolutely not, do I want it to be painful or drawn out, absolutely not, but that is not my call. I wish that everyone understood this and accepted God’s free gift, but I know of and have met way to many people who are trusting in themselves and their own good works to get themselves to heaven , and all I can say is in a Dr. PHIL voice is ” Good Luck With That “. I don’t want to get churchy or preachy, but this is something that you know in your own heart unequivocally or not. It’s not supposed to be a I hope so, or think so, but you definitely know for certain, beyond the shadow of any doubt what so ever. Do you want your kids to wonder about if you love them or not, probably not so much! The Word of God says that there is no greater love than to lay down one’s life for a friend. Christ laid down His life, for all of us , so that we could be friends with God, but more significantly, His kids, now talking about a once in a lifetime love, there it is in its purest form. Many are acquainted with probably the most well known scripture verse of all time, and that is John 3 :16, we have heard, and never or rarely given much thought to the significance of one little piece of scripture, but it is huge. It should carry the gravitas of the single most important thing that you have ever come to understand. I may make this to simple once again, but its not supposed to be complicated, if it’s for all people. You don’t have to have PHD to understand God’s love, just an open and willing heart. If you have a shirt, and you button it up incorrectly, where the button is not in the correct corresponding hole, then all of the other buttons are going to be off as well. Many times we go through life and wonder why things don’t work out with many of our life choices, when we have them in the wrong order. Just like that shirt, if you don’t button it up correctly, then all the buttons are off, and we do the same in life . We put other things first, before that relationship with God, and we wonder, why much of life is sideways. Am I telling you that a relationship with God will make your life smooth sailing,? Absolutely not, actually just the opposite of that ,but it does help you to sometimes understand the craziness of this world and put things in there proper place or perspective. We all believe something, even Atheist believe something In there vileness that there is no God, that is a belief system that one day, they will have a change of heart about. So, this is where the rubber meets the road again, is what you believe, something that you would stake your eternal future on? If you completely understood what God has done for you and what He is offering, you would be running to accept it and telling everyone that you know about a free and marvelous free gift. When my love one’s depart or even when I’m on deck as in next up, I don’t want people to be distraught and kicking and screaming over my demise, much like a child being drug from a candy store, but to have confidence that they will be seen again and that all of the struggles of this life are over. I always feel as if I need to encourage you guys to give follow up on things that I may say, that may not be completely to your understanding. If you have questions, don’t be shy, remember the only dumb question is the one that you don’t ask and still have no answer for.
- Till Next Time ✌️ Peace!
- Sandy The Southerner!
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