Our lifetime can be a battle between our past and our future. Our path doesn’t exist in our memories from our childhoods, at least not too clearly, much of which we don’t remember. We really don’t remember all that much-loved; we’re supposed to, I suppose. The love that is given to us by our mother, the nurturing, the kindness and goodness that was showered on us from aunts and uncles. From the suckling of the breast to the cuddling in the crib, to the laughter around the dinner table.

But we do remember the arguing between mother and father. The venom. The hatred that we grew up with. The punishments with the old wooden spoon. The breaking of the toys out of anger. First from the parents and the from our own breaking because of frustration.
What we learned through life. That there is goodness. And through the hardest times of our days. Goodness can overrule any of those bad memories because we know, deep down, that there was love in our house. How else could we have developed friendships through high school if we had not had goodness as an example in our in our home? And that goodness gave us the will and the power to endure even the hardest times of our life. And then we learned to bring out what was inside of us. And that’s the heart and soul that God gave us. And the understanding that God was with us. Every day in our life. And we learned to open our hearts. And see the beauty of God. See the brightness of God’s life. The brightness of God’s light. In our hearts and in our life. That gave us the power. To overcome. The problems. The fears, the hardships. And through determination we then discovered wisdom.

Wisdom that allowed us to know that every creature on earth and every grain of sand that we walk upon is created by God. That we enjoy and helps us get through these most difficult times. And through reason and adaptability, we learn to love and love each other. Love the beasts of the world of which we are one of. And love all of God’s creation. As the greatest reflection of God’s boundless light and love, the human heart. Within the human heart, containing the soul that is placed within us by God. The soul is not our property, it’s God’s. And that is the source of our love. And our peace. That we carry within us. That brings forth the love of the home that we grew up in. That deep within us, we remember. Has a place of love. Which is why. You are loved. We are loved.

©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.
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