Since returning to my family's seat, I have had some rest and time to relax.
Thus,
"I'm afraid I've been thinking."
"A dangerous pastime." "I know."
(name that song and movie... go!)
One thing of which I have been thinking is
Love.
Seems pertinent to the season.
Now, just stay with me here.
You know that lovely R&B hit by Martin Gaye and Tammi Terrell, Ain't No Mountain High Enough? Well, the lyrics definitely say:
Just call my name
I'll be there in a hurry
You don't have to worry
'Cause baby,
There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you
I was thinking about it further and I guess part of the reason we have hope in ideas about people even when they seem so ordinarily human is all that dirty stuff right alongside the good stuff. That is the way human life goes these days. The uproar about Mother Theresa and Jesus being what we like to think of as ideals of greatness in Christian virtue, yet feeling forsaken in their missions at times. Even those who are not Christian, there are those humans beings who stand for the goodness of humanity and take that stand in the dark. They remind and testify to us that we can be good in the dark even though it is so terribly dark. We don't need light to know that we aren't alone.
For theists (those who believe in God), like Henry Vaughan,
There is in God (some say)/A deep, but dazzling darkness;
and Dionysius,
"unchangeable mysteries of heavenly Truth lie hidden in the dazzling darkness of the secret Silence, outshining all brilliance with the intensity of their darkness."
We don't need light to know God.
We don't even need light to know love.
But they both take a little humility.
Thus,
"I'm afraid I've been thinking."
"A dangerous pastime." "I know."
(name that song and movie... go!)
One thing of which I have been thinking is
Love.
Seems pertinent to the season.
Now, just stay with me here.
You know that lovely R&B hit by Martin Gaye and Tammi Terrell, Ain't No Mountain High Enough? Well, the lyrics definitely say:
Just call my name
I'll be there in a hurry
You don't have to worry
'Cause baby,
There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you
which definitely seems to suggest some sort of hyperlink between those in love. All that has to happen is a calling of the name, and whaboom! presto! the other is present to help.
And while obviously, I don't necessarily believe such a thing can happen, the idea remains in the air so it seems, in a general way. I never had a problem with it until I was listening to Chris Isaak's Somebody's Crying. (on the good Latro's suggestion) His song says,
I know somebody and they called your name.
A million times and still you never came.
They go on loving you just the same I know that somebody's trying.
and that seems so much more true of love. There isn't any mind reading, or hyperlinks, or space portals that connect a person so that they feel less alone in those moments they call out for the one they love. Yet, just saying the loved one's name does help and they keep loving the person anyway. It seems much more humbling and human.
I know somebody and they called your name.
A million times and still you never came.
They go on loving you just the same I know that somebody's trying.
and that seems so much more true of love. There isn't any mind reading, or hyperlinks, or space portals that connect a person so that they feel less alone in those moments they call out for the one they love. Yet, just saying the loved one's name does help and they keep loving the person anyway. It seems much more humbling and human.
I was thinking about it further and I guess part of the reason we have hope in ideas about people even when they seem so ordinarily human is all that dirty stuff right alongside the good stuff. That is the way human life goes these days. The uproar about Mother Theresa and Jesus being what we like to think of as ideals of greatness in Christian virtue, yet feeling forsaken in their missions at times. Even those who are not Christian, there are those humans beings who stand for the goodness of humanity and take that stand in the dark. They remind and testify to us that we can be good in the dark even though it is so terribly dark. We don't need light to know that we aren't alone.
For theists (those who believe in God), like Henry Vaughan,
There is in God (some say)/A deep, but dazzling darkness;
and Dionysius,
"unchangeable mysteries of heavenly Truth lie hidden in the dazzling darkness of the secret Silence, outshining all brilliance with the intensity of their darkness."
We don't need light to know God.
We don't even need light to know love.
But they both take a little humility.
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