I don't believe in The One...

I've said a few times, "I don't believe in The One, I believe in the work."

And this idea is elegantly portrayed here:

Partial re-post from The Sexy Celibate's blog, Playing With The Hand We've Been Given.

 

Glennon Doyle gives us this remarkable bit of wisdom in her post called The Lie and the Truth about Marriage.

Love Does Not Just Happen. It’s Forged.

Our romantic love drenched culture tells us that you fall in love. Falling is not something you do by choice. It happens to you. Falling is even kind of a mistake, something that you didn’t control. It implies happenstance. It hints at destiny. Falling is euphoric and dreamy. It starts out exhilarating and makes you feel alive.

But falling ends. Often abruptly and with a lot of pain.

Forging is such a different verb than falling. Forging’s definition is to form by heating and hammering; to beat into shape. Forging involves taking something that is broken and making it beautiful by putting energy into it time after time. Every day it is work. Some days it is a fight. You have to go against the grain and challenge your own comfort in order to forge.

Ramble with a Plan

Here are a couple of my favorite poems from one of my favorite bloggers, Dane Johnson.  He has committed to writing one poem a day until he turns 30.  His name means "poem."  :O)
Follow him at http://ramblewithaplan.blogspot.com and http://ramblewithaplan.tumblr.com.
Keep it up Dane!


Suffering is mercy, unfiltered (30/191)
Thursday, April 30, 2015 7:34 AM

April 30, 2015 Chicago, IL

When you spend the greater part of your life climbing away from grace
Don’t be surprised how far you might fall one day
The gravity of weighted glory captivates
As God’s embrace is often wrapped in pain
Transformation happens when it hurts to stay the same
No one longs for suffering
But what if suffering is mercy, unfiltered?
To know it requires humility
Until humility becomes identity
And identity becomes nothing
And the void left by our scattered ego fills with God.

Decision (41/191)
Monday, May 11, 2015 10:45 AM

May 11, 2015 Chicago, IL

(Personal note: I finally made up my mind on what I’d turned into a “big” decision. Now, reflecting from a still place, I am compelled to share what it taught me about the decision-making process.)

A mind won’t rest in indecision
A heart won’t love without commitment
A way won’t be made without determination
Decision isn’t always a choice between right and wrong or good and bad
Mostly, it’s an adapted frame of mind,
It’s holding on to an object of love,
It’s a first step in the direction of hope
We are all so resilient
And we can draw good out of any choice we make