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Unexpected

Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition

Not even me, not that I’m expecting it.

On the contrary, when something happens, unexpectedly, you’re like

“No way…” or “Flippin’ eck” or “Why me?”

So, here it is.

Imagine, if you will, the scene

And, without realising, you are being showered-

With silver confetti.

Yeah, you got me. Silver. Confetti.

Hmmm.

Oh, this didn’t happen in reality- thought I’d add this in- but

In a picture so real, so life-like that all I could do was immerse myself in that moment

Of pure bliss, of absolute peace, of amazement.

And the ” why me?” question came into play, and not for the first time, I hasten to add.

You see,some truly wonderful, albeit slightly off kilter stuff, has happened.

Stuff that has taken my breath away, left me wondering “why me?”

Why me, indeed.

I’m beginning to get the picture, which is still slightly out of focus.

Um, a little bit more than out of focus.

Sometimes, I can see only edges, blurred lights.

Other times, it’s as clear as a bell,

And all sorts in between.

There’s me, sitting, soaking in all the beauty, the sheer love of life when

Boom! There it is. Falling confetti.

Did I mention it was silver?

Small, tiny fragments, larger pieces, but all falling gently, quietly.

Wow.

Some picture, eh?

And so we’re back to the question “why me?”

In fact, why anyone?

Why should anyone be that special, that highly thought of.

Honestly?

All of us.

“Oh, come off it!” I hear you say (though maybe in words that are too strong to type right here)…

You can’t be talking about me!…

Seriously?  I really don’t think so!…

I mean, who would think of me that way? Bet I can count them on the fingers of one hand..

You’re having a laugh; it’s a practical joke, isn’t it?…isn’t it?

Hand on heart, I can promise you, it isn’t a joke.

And while we have have differing opinions of ourselves, some that have been given in an act of true love or ground into us, some taken on by pressure, or forced on by (un) popular consensus,

I truly believe that there is One Love, higher, truer, deeper than all,

A Love that loves us more than we’ll ever know,

A love that knows how many hairs we have on our heads ,

Or in some cases, the number of skin cells, should we be follicly challenged.

A love that walks with us, runs with us, sits and hugs us,

Embraces and surrounds us, knows no bounds love.

A love that can’t be measured or fully understood.

This love is for you.

This love doesn’t keep reminding you about what a failure you are,

This  love doesn’t put you down, hold grudges.

This  love doesn’t abuse, mentally or physically.

This love is real love; no holds barred.

This Love…

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Author:

There's always stuff in life we're not sure of. I'm thankful , and eternally grateful, to have a love for God. Yes, I've put my life, my family, my everyday existence, into God's more than capable hands. Some would say I'm mad, some would pooh pooh the idea... As General Melchett once remarked in Blackadder Goes Forth.."You know, if there's one thing I've learnt from being in the Army, it's never ignore a pooh-pooh. I knew a Major, who got pooh-poohed, made the mistake of ignoring the pooh-pooh. He pooh-poohed it! Fatal error! 'Cos it turned out all along that the soldier who pooh-poohed him had been pooh-poohing a lot of other officers who pooh-poohed their pooh-poohs. In the end, we had to disband the regiment. Morale totally destroyed... by pooh-pooh!" So, have a read, have a think. I don't have all the answers, but I know a man who has ;-)

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