Some things I have learned #11
Subtitle: Or, at the least, I think I believe
Sub-subtitle: Or, at the most, I believe I know
To paraphrase the psalmist (90.10b, 12): Soon our days are gone, and we fly away…So teach us to number our days that we gain wise hearts.
All human earthly existence is timed. It has a beginning and it has an end. (As one of my dearest friends oft says, “We live on the dash”; that is, that punctuation mark between our dates of birth and our dates of death.)
The former, our beginning, our date of birth, by none of us ever known. For no one yet (at least, no one I know) could have discerned when she/he was to have been born.
The latter, our ending, our date of death, knowable by us only in the fact of it, but not in its inexorable coming and arrival.
Thus, we, not knowing, never knowing which moment will be our last, are bidden to treasure each and all “our days” with a Divine-wisdom that lives fully…
Loving faithfully with purity of purpose,
Serving freely without want of reward,
Forgiving liberally; in desiring a peaceful mind, disdaining a vengeful heart,
Laboring fairly without greed for undue gain,
Thinking deeply, drinking from many wells of ideas,
Feeling kindly with boundless benevolence,
Speaking truthfully with gentleness, and
Listening compassionately in a tireless quest of mutual understanding.
© 2020 PRA
2 thoughts on “Some things I have learned #11”
I printed this out earlier today and taped it to my desk. It was inspiring and so was my day! If I don’t wake up tomorrow I’d say today was a truly amazing day to be my last day….
Thank you for this!
Thank you, Loretta, for reading and reflecting and replying.
I find myself, more and more, seeking to discover and to remain in a positive state of mind and heart, indeed, being. For you well know of my propensity to gaze and to interpret life through the shadows of — if not pessimism, then from a stance far short of optimism. This post is an expression of my search, which, honesty compels the confession, I more or less stumbled onto this path. Hmmm, I must contemplate how and why that is…