Hope... It's Not Magic... Or, Is it?
Remember the song by Pilot? Magic?
It reminds me of being a kid during the summer and knowing it was daytime because the sun was coming through my windows so brightly. Thinking that when I grow up I am going to do something, or be somebody, Magical! I would dream and day dream about what it would be like to have a girlfriend, a wife, a family. i would think of what kind of boyfriend, husband, father I would be. What it would be like to have a girlfriend, a wife, laying next to me.
Fast forward 30 years! I had the girlfriends... they were all amazing. I never dated anyone I ended up thinking later, they weren't that amazing. To the contrary, I dated some pretty amazing ladies. One of them was unique enough that she did MORE than capture my heart... she captured Me! Perhaps it was timing. Perhaps it was maturity. Perhaps it was a gamble. Perhaps is was Magic? Perhaps it was destiny. The woman who captured my heart, married me.
Now I am reminded of the Kenny Rogers song, the Gambler. Remember the secret to surviving? Knowing what to keep, knowing what to throw away. Knowing when to hold em, knowing when to fold em, knowing when to walk away, knowing when to run...!!
Which made me start thinking about Hope. My mind quickly goes to a scene of me sitting at the end of the dock, looking out over the lake my dad took us boys fishing to, and thinking about my future. Who would I be, what would I be, how successful would I be? All those thoughts were always interrupted by the fishing. I hope I can be the person I always wanted to be, I hope I have been the husband I envisioned myself being, and if not, I hope I still can be. I hope I will instill in my son the importance of having time to day dream, and to hope.
I am, now more than ever, trying to give a little bit more of my love, my life, myself to those around me. In giving a little bit, giving in a little bit, I am hoping to go a long way to keeping Hope alive.
My mom used to take me and two of my brothers on country road trips. She would pack us in the car and just drive. I am not sure what her motivation was, but the memory for me, was one of peace and beauty, and allowed for a period of calm. Not much talking, just the radio playing and the scenery.
I have a dream. I have a dream of hope. I do think some things are magical.
I have a memory of Hope, so Hope exists!
7 comments:
I have printed this out as a gift for my brother as his twins are born 12/3 if not sooner.
That's great... Perhaps I missed the value in my random thoughts, and trying not to assume why you would print it out for your brother... so, why are you giving it to your brother? To give im hope? lol Or so he can give his soon to be blessings hope?
The latter. You paint a good picture of instilling hope in children which I pray my brother is able to do with his new boys. That's all.
Well... thank you J.Rob- They are just some thoughts on child hood memories. I pray all goes well with your soon to be here nephews. I hope his wife is getting along ok.
Hope to see you soon!
Interesting post. Hope. Its so overlooked in life.
I think that kids these days dont often take time to smell the roses or sit silently on a car ride appreciating the view... I wonder if my boys think about their lives as signifant others... I know my daughter does because we have spoken about it, but I will have to ask my boys.
I think the connection of falling in love is like magic. It even feels like magic! The tough part is when the magic wears off and you are hanging on to hope! lol (ohhhh that sounds like such a downer and its not meant to be one!!) Its natural I suppose to have the 'magic' feeling wear off, but keeping in mind the magic behind the gift of love and family etc is key. The decisions we make are 10% of life, managing those decisions is 90%! John Maxwell just said that during a motivational speech at this convention I worked last week. Its sooooooo true!
Martin Luther King, jr. said:
'If you lose hope, somehow you lose the vitality that keeps life moving, you lose that courage to be, that quality that helps you go on in spite of it all. And so today I still have a dream.'
The Trumpet of Conscience
Kate-
I agree with you. It's that feeling of magic that seems to be so exhilarating in a relationship. I think it is partly how stimulating and long lasting that initial feeling is when we meet someone, that has a tendency to carry a relationship to the next level.
Just rememebr... It's Magic!
Have a great Thanksgiving!
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