Little Known Miracle

A funny thought struck me today.

No matter what race, or culture, people need people.

There's a deep loneliness everyone feels which makes them reach out to another human being in an effort to be understood, accepted, cherished and ultimately, loved. So from our default state of being born separately, we travel the road and reach shyly to another person who might be able to intertwine fingers with us as we travel.

But what deception. The media. Television, books, films. They all depict that love wins despite all and that people in love are perfect.

It is through a hard lesson that I learned that people are not perfect by nature. But they are perfected by how much we are willing to love even the rough edges.

Everybody makes mistakes. There comes a time in our lives when we all are lost, we travel in a direction we don't seemingly understand. We just know that it's good, it makes us feel good because we're not alone. Some people sacrifice too much of themselves not knowing too much love causes harm. Some people love themselves too much, not knowing it will be a miserable lifetime they're living and probably it will be too late before they realize to do the right thing. What I think I'm trying to get at is the fact that we're human.

People make mistakes. And it shouldn't stop there. People also change. When? In God's time.

There are people who have touched my life in a special way who were self-damaging and hurtful to others as well. There are friends of those people who stick with them regardless of what wrong they do and ultimately do not help much in the improvement of that person. Which is why we come back to the ultimate discussion of love.

Real love is timeless and unchanging. But it changes the people who need to change. People who needed to understand there is a universe outside of their own happiness and attaining what you thought would be your happiness won't always make you happy. Seeing the people you love happy, and safe, and at peace in their lives, ah...that is everlasting happiness to my heart. You can be happy at this point, then sad the next because the person you want or the object you're dreaming of, the vacation you need or the luxury you're wanting to attain seems to far...that you don't realize God already gave you enough. He gave you what you exactly have right now not because he knew it's not enough and you're going to need to pray to Him more often.

God gave you what you need. You just didn't pay attention. So I guess, in all this chaos and miserable time-wasting efforts of doing stuff and pointless travels and spacing out, I have exactly all I need. It might be hard to realize it right now, true, but I know I am loved. And so are you.

So strive for permanent love. The sturdy kind. The brick house that the bad wolf couldn't blow away. The kind of love that accepts human beings have flaws but that it's not enough reason to love them, despite time and distance and circumstance.

This I leave to you, my first message, beloved son.