When my little dog Ruckus went back to Heaven, I suffered...the loss, of course, but more, I suffered from thoughts that I did not love him enough...that I did not give him enough of me...that he coulda, woulda, shoulda known love more completely with another...my love was not enough.
In the light of my new day dawning, I get (again) that love is not measurable. My boy was loved...completely and utterly. He knew it, and he modeled it. ("Model it" is the new phrase I've lifted for "know it and show it.")
I'm thinking that to go beyond reason to love is just another way of saying spiritual growth requires that we go in the opposite direction of our human instincts. This is not to negate our human instincts, they are God's gift, too, and necessary in our walking around world.
When I first read that modeling love, as opposed to talking it, is the way forward, Ruckus came full-picture to mind. He didn't model love, he was love...fluffy love with paws.
That image led me to picture people I know and have known who model love...and wow! Thinking on the many different people exhibiting the many different ways that love walks amongst us is an exercise in expanding delight. I hope I add this to my quiet time because it all starts with the person needing love right now, i.e., my current nemesis, whose name is subject to change way too often.
That visualization proved that going beyond reason is the only way to love...love, like God, is not explainable. But then, God is love...and it all comes full circle.
Thank you.
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