28/07/2007

From a strictly Mathematical Viewpoint

Here's a clever mathematical formula that might help you answer the Questions: What is being 100% and how do I go about
achieving 101%?
If:
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Is represented as:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 1 9 20 21 22 23 24 25 26. Then:
H-A-R-D-W-O-R- K
8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%
and
K-N-O-W-L-E-D-G-E
11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%
But
A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E
1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100%
AND, look how far the love of God will take you
L- O- V- E-O-F-G-O-D
12+15+22+5+15+6+7+15+4 = 101%

Therefore, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that:
While Hard work and Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will get you there,
it's the Love of God that will take you over the top!

You may notice I highlighted the last part. I believe it spoke more to me then the clever mathematical analogy. I thought it was just going to spell out love but in fact the best way to get to 101% was the love of God. I guess the simple four letter word love isn't enough anymore. I don't believe I'm speaking for myself when I say human love falls terribly short. Its like the Bible says about hearts growing cold. In my life the only thing that's held realistic and constant is the Love I have for the Lord and the love He has for me. Its the only thing that makes sense any more. If not for it I would for sure be overwhelmed by the depression that claims lives every day. There is no doubt in me, we are living in the hardest time the world has ever known. In times past most people would rely on (the goodness of human sympathizers) now days its commonly noted that ideas like this are naive. Inherently trusting people (after a few years running in this little rat race of ours) learn the importance of skepticism and soon join the mob of self proclaiming cynics. I have to confess, my own set of rose colored glasses had mud splattered all over them enough times that I too began gazing into that same abyss along with every one else who's hearts were broken by the cruel reality that we live in. I didn't want to be that person, I after all, love the hippie way of life! I wanted to give till it hurt, but pain itself has little say when death finally overwhelms the body's will to live. Some times its spiritual death, but even spiritual death when pushed beyond its limits becomes manifested in actual, cold and very lifeless mortality.
There is nothing to hold on to once you've reached that devastating point, at least nothing calloused hands can grab hold of, and that's when I decided the only thing that would never fail me, the only one I could ever trust would have to be the one holding on to me, this could only be the Lord. Soon I was holding so firmly to this realization that it became simple to open my life up again. What would be looked on as "setting yourself up for more let downs" became my expression of joy that truly nothing could ever leave me on the brink of that lonely abyss again so long as the Lord had me. My own love isn't strong enough to forgive, to look with blind eyes; human love is fickle and I no longer have a pedestal where I keep it. Without the Lord's love my own is nothing but petty feelings which we all know are completely unreliable.
So now when you've been hurt, don't go blaming it on love with your black and white "love hurts" "love stinks" T shirts. Real love is God, anything else is melancholy, to me its just another one of the devil's ways of defaming what he hates so much by mimicking its Creator's original and very perfect design.
Times are only going to get tougher so we all have to toughen up as well. The only way we can find a balance that's equivalent to "wise as serpents yet harmless as doves" is through God's love, because only a real shepherd or leader will lay down his life for the sheep. If your not willing to die for some one (and not just keel over and die) but die to yourself, your wants, your desires, then you need more of the Lord's love. Its for curtain bound to keep your love untouched, just like a strong anti-freezer-burn bag that will keep you safe even insude this frigid world we live in.
Try love, Real Love, God's love!!

Along with this great shot my dad took of a spider's web, please enjoy this sweet song by Esther Wild Wind! Baby Don't Cry

6 comentários:

Anônimo disse...

very true marie. was hoping you'd write something along these lines

kathy disse...

i loved that marie! i love you.

ragingplanetfire disse...

Hi there, I'll add a link on my blog to yours. You can change my name to Tiger, or AtomicBlogger if you like.

Nice writing, take care.

Anônimo disse...

Beautiful, my sweet Marie,,,,Crushed Flowers make Wonderful Perfume &
reminds me of that Award Winning art piece,,,,,ahhhh,,,of the bronz, well-warred helment laying on the battle field with a Lily blooming up next to it!

Of course
we morph
tks

pa

:D

see ya

mClay disse...

love u da

Anônimo disse...

O yeah, I meant to say
that that was a cool numerlogical/alfabetical,,soup
of Warm Love from Heaven,,
His Love Endurance Forever
& Now
we warm ourselves up to HIM
in Love
that we may have tons a spiritual babies.....
& repopulate the New heaven & Earth & beyond.

OOXOX