December 15, 2019-
A couple of things reminded me of the line in Paul Simon’s song, “Graceland”: “My traveling companion is nine years old. She said she’s losing love.”
I received several frantic messages, this morning, from someone who feared a family member was messing with him. The more direct thing, that reminded me of the song, was a paraphrase of that line, in another friend’s online post.
In the first case above, it’s unlikely that the person is living without love. It’s more a difference in communication styles. In the second case, the child is very much loved, by two generations of family.
It is terrifying to lose love, especially for a child. I know people who have themselves never known at least one of their parents. Some have gone on and made great examples of themselves, with or without the love of the remaining parent. Others have not thrived, and have grown, physically, while remaining emotionally stunted and listless.
In my case, I was never without love, from the time I was born until the day I left home to make my way in life. The times since, that I felt I’d lost love, were figments of my imagination and were more a deficit, on my part , of reflecting love. I’ve since learned how to be consistent, in that regard. God’s grace always mirrors itself in those who love us.
These thoughts just came into my mind, as I get ready for the last big event before Christmas.