I am on vacation today. I’ve no plans for today other than run a couple errands. So I relaxed on the couch listening to various podcasts over my phone. The podcasts were about the roles of husbands and wives in a Christian home. The preacher told a story of a 5-year old boy who was attending the dedication of his newborn sister. The preacher blessed the child and asked God that the children be raised in a Christian family. The little boy began to cry. When the father asked the boy why he was crying, he said, “I don’t want to be with a Christian family, I want to be with you and Mom.”
I had an opportunity to be part of a family gathering in Connecticut with Theresa’s family last weekend. A conversation changed course to reminiscing about things we did but no longer do, at least not as much. I expressed to one of her relatives that I am amazed at what changes have occurred in my life, even in the smallest of ways. Most of us think of changes in big ways, such as marriage, divorce, religion, careers and revelations. However, I was thinking about other changes, those more subtle.
I find that I like steak more than before. I was never fond of steak. I never found it to taste much different than any other beef product. I always felt that beef was beef. I always enjoyed pork (Homer Simpson’s magic meat animal). The differences in tastes and preparation always kept pork interesting to me. I now notice and appreciate the subtle differences in the taste of different cuts of beef.
I have always enjoyed music and now find that I now enjoy a wider variety. I have become much more eclectic. This eclectic approach is showing up more and more, not just in music or food taste but in other areas as well. I consider this a good thing. I continually look forward to learn other cultures and different points of view. Our maturity teaches us that we need to see the world, not as we expect it to be, but as it is and as it could be. That richness comes from appreciating what we have and seeing the beauty and blessings that surround us.
Acknowledging that things will always change, our likes and dislikes, our health, our stamina, our expectations, our dreams, our desires, it should prompt us to always work hard in discovering not only who we are, but those around us. We need to pay attention to the changes in the ones we love most, so that we can better appreciate and love them.
As I mature, in age and wisdom, I find the world more fascinating than ever before. I am more thankful for what I have, the experiences, the trials, the lessons learned. As we grow up, we tend to limit our world view to our immediate surroundings, not realizing the struggles of the rest of the world. The media tends to concentrate on what is dark, but there are millions of people out there that represent the beautiful light of potential, happiness, love and tenderness. Even though I do not like seeing the tragedies that occur in the world, it usually is followed by an outpouring of love, caring and commitment. This gives me continued hope in the world; even with all of its problems, the glimmer of light is still there.
I am not sure if you have ever been involved in a candle ceremony, but when you light your neighbors candle with your own, you don’t lose the light you have, you merely increase the light around you. It represents love and caring, which grows the more you give it away. Do not hide your light under a basket; share your love and caring with the world.