When I’m really old, I hope to look back at my life and know that I…
Welcome to another installment of Finish the Sentence Friday. This is a group of bloggers who agree on a sentence prompt, and we all write about it. I’m not hosting this week, but I’ll link to a host so you can keep reading. It’s amazing the different paths we take these prompts…
When I’m really old, I hope to look back at my life and know that I loved.
I think the one thing we all search for on a deep psychological level is the need to be loved. Take Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs.
In it, he has love in the middle of the pyramid, but I really think there are different kinds of love we need on every level. Our physiological needs are basic needs to survive, like air and water. But on a spiritual level, our spirits’ concept of air and water is love. Growing up, the sensation of feeling loved by our parents provide a sense of safety and security. The love and belonging area is meant more for personal relationships, the best friend and the romantic partner. The love FROM people in general, which almost takes a form of worship, is the esteem level. But self-actualization is more like when you love the world the way God has loved the world.
If you look at this like a hierarchy of love, you get love as a basic need, as a safety net, individual one on one love, worship from the community and then the higher power, loving the way God loves. We go from being loved to loving. Whether you believe in God or not, Jesus’s love for humanity surpasses the love the average person gives for each other let alone for humanity as a whole. It is a love that anybody of any faith can embrace.
To me, love is a verb. It is something you will truly never find without actually doing it. And it feels good to love, on any level.
So I hope some day when I’m really old (as I’m just a little old right now), I can look back and know that I loved.
That I love my parents.
That I love many men, and slut shaming aside, there’s nothing wrong with loving many men.
That I love my children.
That I love the homeless enough to feed them.
That I love my enemy enough to forgive them.
That I love my God enough to embrace Him.
That I love individuals enough to accept them for who they are, regardless of their race, sexual preference, income, IQ, religion, cultural background, belief systems, etc.
That I love humanity enough to not give up hope on our species.
That I can truly see every man, woman and child as one of God’s Children, and not in the vague “God loves everyone” sense, but in the same way I look at my own children and realize this is how God feels about us. Like when I see someone stop to help someone else in need, I have the same pride for that person as I would have, had my own child did that. When I see someone ski for the first time, I look at them no different than the way I saw my child learning to walk. When I see someone get an award, I see my own child on that stage receiving that honor.
That I love more than people, but truly love all the things God is about. Love for peace. Love for compassion. Love for understanding. Love for Charity…. and also Love for patience. Love for sacrifice. Love for righteousness. Love for honesty and integrity. Things that aren’t so easy to do, but with a love for them and respect for what they do, I can embrace those less comfortable and less self-serving tasks.
That I love love. That I have faith that it will conquer all in the end. That I believe it will heal all spiritual wounds. That I believe when we unite in solidarity as a people for a cause, that the love that binds us together makes a difference.
I truly believe God works in abstracts. It’s why the Bible is so complicated. It’s why the religion is so complicated. His whole language is poetic and metaphorical and like a poem that speaks truth no matter which way you read it. I think the reason He is like that is because God speaks the language of Love. So in essence, the more we love, the more we understand God.
As I grow older and get closer to facing that one thing we all have to do at some point in this life, and that is death, I realize that most of what I do on this earth is pretty meaningless on a spiritual after-life level. Even if I’m wrong about God… Even if when we die, we disappear from existence all together.. The legacy is what I leave behind to people. The things that matter to both the spirit in the afterlife and a legacy-like spirit dilly-dallying behind in the hearts of loved ones are things we take for granted. They are not things like success, money, a clean house, an amazing party… The thing that matters the most in that sense is love. The abstract nature of it lingers as a legacy shining through the hearts of all your loved ones. You may not be immortal, but your love can be. And if there is a heaven, love is the one thing that you can take with you. And if I end up in hell, love is the thing I will need to bring for comfort.
Love is something I get to leave behind my life as a gift, and something I get to take with me in the after life.
Love is also important to the world. I am a firm believer that our spirits are somehow connected in a realm beyond our sights, and the more we love each other in our own little worlds, the more it affects the world around us.
Some people put value in all the wrong things. My parents wanted me to understand the value of the dollar, and what they didn’t expect was that I’d understand it better than they did. It’s worthless. The true luxury is love. Without it, we feel awful no matter how much money we have, or how much power or control we have. The sooner the world realizes this, the sooner we’ll evolve into a species we were meant to be.
Now go forth and love your lover in ways Mary could have Joseph at this time of year. Consider it a community service.
Now go check out how the other bloggers finished this prompt. This is a solid group of talented writers. Let’s just say I love sharing their work.