I sit here in my computer chair writing this note, not in procrastination of reading about Iranian regimes (which mind you, has become quite interesting), but because something has been put on my heart. Well many things have. I'll just start and you can end when you decide you want to.
Today Heath Ledger died. Now I'm not really any crazy fan or something like that, but I find this death to be sad. I think there's a lot of realization in death. I think that with death, we see humans for who they are... people. What is more sad is that a girl lost her dad today. Parent's lost their son today. He was a guy, just a guy. I'm not going to make speculations of his death, I don't think that's fair to him or his family. Instead I think we should sit back and realize that he was a person and not just an icon of film. I know all of us have lost somebody in our lives who we can look back and no one will ever understand the impact that that person had on you. Death is hard. Death isn't easy. I think with death comes love though. I rant about love a lot, I know this... but I find it to be the crucial essence of human existance. Love isn't easy... it's more like a war. We do things for love, for others, for those whom we love, that exceeds human morality and reason. I think though that maybe we don't sit back enough and truely appreciate those in our lives who we love.
Then again love opens us up and makes us vulnerable. Love isn't easy. Has it ever been? I don't think it has. If it was easy, there wouldn't be hate. Hate is easy. Love takes courage. It takes courage to go out and show love towards others. For those who are on the front lines of that war (which yes, I consider it a war... it takes something inside you to love others unconditionally), you are strong. People can be unbelievably strong, but at the same time we are so unbelievably weak. That weakness is what keeps us going though. That weakness is our thirst for something more... our thirst for love.
I see it as a full circle, when we desire to be loved and desire to know love, we desire to love. It's a good cycle and I hope it thrives in your lives. This whole spiel won't be wrapped up back to Heath Ledger's death and so this is the last mention of the thought that got me thinking... just know that he was loved, not by the entertainment industry, but by people who cared for him... just like our family and friends care for us.
I think with love we need to examine our motives though. Do we love to be loved? Or do we love cause we are loved? I would hope it would be the latter of the two. We love because we are loved first. (1 John 4:19) Pure motives are a great idea. Notice how I say idea... so how do we turn idea into action? I would love to say, "I love with all I have and it's because the good Lord gave me that ability...", but I would be lying if I did. I try to love. I feel like I don't succeed in my efforts. I think love is perfection and we won't ever really reach perfection... but my goal is to make it their eventually.
This get's me to another thought, February 13th there's this happening all over the country. I think they've labeled it "Love is the Movement Day." It's not sponsored by To Write Love On Her Arms, but it is sponsored by people who love and who have a heart to help and love. On this day, they're encouraging people to actually take a sharpie and write "love" on their left forearm. I think this is a great thing actually and will most likely participate. I'm not saying I want all of you out there in facebook land to, but I'm putting it out there in case anybody is interested.
I guess I have ranted long enough but I felt like this was worthy of putting out there in front of people. I know it was long and if you chose to make it to this point, I applaud your boredom.
Love matters. Love moves.
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