Blog 189 – 12.21.15

Another of ego’s tool for attempting to side line us is an obsession over the one that got away. In Hank William song Cold, Cold Heart there are several haunting lines. One in particular says, “A memory from your lonesome passed keeps us so far apart. Why can’t I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?”

I have said several times that I believe every true love song is an echo of the One True Love Song of the Hound of Heaven wooing us, His reluctant bride. But who exactly is this lover that got away that not only haunts our memory but mars our present? Like all of ego’s devices that too is a lie. A misbegotten dream. The one that got away.

For today’s blog theme picture I have chosen the image of a lovely young girl catching a little fish. The perfect caption for this picture, I mean other than, “What A Babe!” would be, “But You Ought To See The One That Got Away.” It is a favorite line of fishermen. But sadly we are not talking about a fish story here but about people who have chosen to make a seeming missed opportunity the focal point of their life or should I say lack of one.

From a distance it looks like people, and I include myself, are just looking for an excuse to give up, to quit, to just sit down. I turned sixty-five last month and if you were wise enough to not make a lot of debts and to have put enough aside to quit you day job more power to you but for God’s sake, for your own sake, don’t just sit down. Keep at something that thrills your heart or you will only last a few years if you’re lucky. We need a reason to get out of bed. If you let a few aches and pains or wrinkles convince you that you are too old to do something meaningful shame on you.

Your True Lover, and you know Who I am talking about, wants to live an exciting, fun, and meaningful life through you every day you are here and for always. Little ego would try to ruin that for you by the death of a child, a husband, a mother, a father or by having you forever fixate on the one that got away. Don’t you know that God in His/Her wisdom causes all things to work for your good. I, like you, have had a problem getting my mind around that one a time or ten in my life. God is a master of “the work around.” You screw up or something throws you for a loop and the Universe/God gets busy designing a work around that is even better than the original plan.

There is an old piece of advice I heard an older women give a young woman who had allowed her heart to be broken by a young man who had “gotten away.” The wise older women said, “Why, Honey, don’t you worry your heart or your head because men are like buses there’ll be another one along in ten minutes.” The same is true of women, girls and boys or whatever is your particular “one who got away.” God didn’t died, there is no shortage and, by God, your life isn’t over unless you lay down and throw in the towel. So dry your tears, wipe you face, and to paraphrase Ole Blues Eyes: Pick yourself up and get back in the human race, that’s life!

Your friend and fellow traveler,
David White