Love

What can I say about ‘Love’?

I didn’t expect to get much out of it. I have an amazing husband who adores me. I respect and love him. I am loved. Not just by him, but by friends and coworkers. By God. I don’t take love lightly. I try to cherish and earn every bit of it. What do I need to learn about love?

Of all of this book, I needed to eat and I needed to pray but I love all the time. Or I am loved all the time. Most of the time, both are correct.

“Anyway, the day of the week that you were born is more important in Bali than the year, which is why, even Ketut doesn’t know how old he is, he was able to tell me that the patron god of all children born on Thursday’s is Shiva the Destroyer, and that the day has two guiding animal spirits-the lion and the tiger. The official tree of children born on Thursday is the banyan. The official bird is the peacock. A person born on Thursday is always talking first, interrupting everyone else, can be a little aggressive, tends to be handsome (“a playboy or a playgirl,” in Ketut’s words) but as a decent overall character, with an excellent memory and a desire to help other people.” Page 264.

I was born Thursday, May 11th 1989 at 5:02 a.m. This describes me perfectly, even if I don’t like all of it. I read this passage on a Thursday.

This passage made me curious about us Thursday kids and what my birth may have signified. So I Googled my birthday.

I find that within an hours time from reading that passage, the 365th full moon since the day of my birth will come into full view. ‘Eat Pray Love’ is 365 pages long.

Thursdays, 365, birthdays, full moons? Too much coincidence is happening. I can’t read anymore. I focus on making sure I see that 365th full moon.

And I do. And she is perfect and bright. I have never felt so at one with the universe. The timing of the reading. The day. It’s a lot to process.

Then I wonder, how did it come that I read that when I did and searched my birthday when I did to find out that this particular was in existence on this night?

Looking up at the brightest moon I’ve seen, I hear gently spoken words in my heart that move me to tears. “I did this just for you.”

I know God loves me but when I take time to be grateful for His power and glory in nature, that’s when His love is most felt. That is when I feel most worthy and that is when I love myself the most.

That was the lesson I got from ‘Love’.

If you read the book, let me know what you thought of it. What makes you feel loved?

Love you all,

Jen

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