Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder

I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with you.

Jewel: On the meaning of love, what is it – truly? It certainly is not a warm, fuzzy feeling when you’re watching a romantic comedy, although I think some folks think as much. I am perplexed by what love really equates to.

I’m given to kindness because to me it is the best note of love, isn’t it?

Although, isn’t forgiveness above kindness? Or is it a part of kindness? Is it kind to hold on to the wrong of a person you love deeply or for that matter, maybe don’t love at all? What good could come from holding onto a wrong?

Not getting angry at people is a form of kindness, too. Showing self-control in our relationships and forgiving quickly.

Love is not self-seeking. I think that is a form of kindness, too.

Maybe I’m learning that I used the word kindness interchangeably with love. When my earthy father said, “I love you,” his love had no kindness in it at all. So, I surmised that kindness is what I’d look for.

But, didn’t I really seek love?

Gem: Forgiveness is a very underrated word in the current state of affairs, but it shouldn’t be.

Several months ago I sat at the table with my mother. Her sad eyes filled with the same evil presence I saw as a child. Her detestable ways not hidden, but peering out beneath the surface. I shared with her that she could be rid of that evil I saw. She looked at my husband and said, “I don’t know what she’s talking about, do you?”

It didn’t matter to me how she responded that morning at breakfast. When she got out of the car I had her turn and look at me. I told her I fully forgave her. She smiled and tried to walk away. I slightly caught her arm and said, “Mom, for all of it.”

That was a powerful moment of release for me.

Metaphorical Gunpowder: I am enough. I don’t do everything right but God sees my heart, knows my intentions and in my failings, His grace swoops down and cradles me. Now, I need to show that same kindness and grace to myself.

Leave a one line jewel, a one line gem or something you kept yourself free from with metaphorical gunpowder.

I love you! Be extra kind to someone today.

Happy Saturday!

Published by Gracedxoxo

I have the courage to tell my story to help others embrace theirs.

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