A long time ago I thought that love was something that you reserved for some special set of people that you had judged worthy of it.
After a while I got to thinking about what Jesus had said about turning the other cheek and loving our neighbor I put the two together and realized that he had made no exceptions in these statements. It became obvious to me that he intended that we exclude no one from the love that we are supposed to be giving. I started thinking about my idea of love and suddenly realized that I had not been loving anyone at all. I had simply been judging everyone and every thing.
Judging someone worthy of love is not love, it is only judgment. I actually started to cry when I realized this. I saw just how much of my life I had wasted being judgmental, thinking of myself as a Christian, when I was actually doing just the opposite of what Jesus had asked us to do.
I thought about the verse judge not lest ye be judged, and I understood it for the first time.
I realized that I have a lot of catching up to do. So many opportunities were wasted. I now try to apply the love that I have for the world in a universal way like Jesus asks us to do.
If I start to feel afraid and think that I see someone that I should not love because of something I have thought or heard I try to catch my mistake as soon as possible. I tell myself that I have forgot the truth and have fallen for the same old trick that had cost me so many opportunities to be loving in the past. The horror of this realization is often all that is necessary to bring me back to my senses and make me drop the judgmental nonsense I was thinking.
I still have a lot to learn about love, but at least I’m making progress.
Love and blessings
Your brother
don
2007-05-09 14:55:44
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answer #1
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answered by Anonymous
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If you are serious then there isn't an answer to this question. Your Philosophy will keep changing because your thinking, life experience, etc. will change. Wittgenstein f.a. did write a great book about Philosophy, he was convinced that he found THE answer to a lot of questions. Guess what happened? He became the greatest criticizer of his own work!! That's the nature of Philosophy. at least that's what I think now ;-)
2007-05-09 20:40:28
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answer #2
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answered by music_ed_29 4
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Mind your own business.
Keep your negative opinions to yourself.
Never brag.
Never flaunt.
Never put down others.
Never hurt others unless it is in self defense.
Never hurt others unless you are protecting the defenseless.
Save others that need to be saved.
Ignore others that are just looking for a handout.
Keep yourself focused at all times.
Keep your emotions in control MOST of the time.
Be happy for who you are, what you have.
Know that tomorrow is always a better day.
2007-05-09 21:09:03
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answer #3
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answered by Anonymous
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I think Leonard Cohen said it best that I can agre with on a personal note - "A pessimist is someone waiting for it to rain; I'm already soaked to the skin."
2007-05-09 21:16:27
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answer #4
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answered by Lief Tanner 5
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Objectivism (reality to space-time reality).
My Oath:
"I swear by my life and by my love of it
eternal hostility to every form of postmodernist tyranny over the life, rights, liberty, category-level definitions and the property belonging to me or to any other self."
2007-05-10 00:31:15
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answer #5
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answered by Robert David M 7
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Two:
Chameleon
"eye am ten, raised to the power: minus forty-three
seconds ago
eye am sixteen billion—Big Bang—years of sunsets since
call me Eastern Stardust Time
'fore eye was a cell, a clam, a crayfish
'fore eye was a frog, a turtle duck billed Dodo bird a
Platypus,
a dragon fly, a pollywog
'fore eye was a heron shy, a swallow full of sky, a
trilobite, a fire spark,
a meadowlark, a grain of sand, that grew into a stone,
a breath of air, & 'fore eye was a bone, eye was a
shadow:
a protozoariferacoelenterata,
plathyhelmintheaschelmenthemykindyourdermata
mollusannelidoidanthropodointegumentarychordata,
remember me, my flag it purple flowers fly:
forgetmenots my color
'fore eye was a bone, eye was a shadow,
dangling chromosomes of genus: You Know
oh swarthy Ethiopia, recall my own aunt Lucy
quand nous sommes: mille-huit cent-soixante quartorze
dawn Riot aegyptopithecus,
skull intact two million tears ago
sharper than mosquitoes "petahs"
32 teeth in Miocene Time
one prospector bone jumping Sapien
they never got it right,
but called us by another name
when no tail grew,
thirty thousand years of snow would go
dubbed 'em dignop-ragmop Rasta-Pongid-Missing Link
Big Foot, Yinee shot dice on a gene splice & Neanders
thawed
frostbite feet froze off Ice Age
stone flecks come the Peking man
then dropped like fire sticks
grew me & you & all the shades of them no one has seen
'em since
‘cocked dice don't roll’
still Aunt Lucy says to say hello
Eyeball am here to testify: a Sapien,
a sole survivor, sweet Aunt Lucy's kin
come not she your aunt Lucy too
what solar system sky?
please tell me who? as what ? by how?
or whence? from where do your own ancestors fly?
whose jaws with skulls
the carbon dated bones back when?
you see, my friend
we are the spawn of saurs
no count tribes, whose thoughts grew out of grunts old
nods,
hand jive & screams--no word, odd signs,
engirdling tones the bread defined
the mantra said: yo-kee gee-ring-ho yo-mee-nam
our silence sings The Dream Time
to Ghaghaju-griot hearing aids
Sangria gun-gun great uncle juju Bushman kindled fire,
gathered roots his horse who rides me still
up a mountain-down the Belladonna shade
a million five ago & ashes
when the no name Mhamha's
announced us kin to cousin Taung's child
petrified like magma swirls
the garnet gleans a snowball stone
where once eye lay chameleon raw,
preserved in time, a lump of coal,
my jelly shook in oyster shells,
the progeny of apple cores--because:
'fore eye was a cell, a clam, a crayfish,
'fore eye was a frog,
a turtle, duck billed Dodo bird, a Platypus,
a dragon fly, a pollywog,
a trilobite, a heron shy, a meadowlark,
cyanogenic drop of rain, a fire spark,
'fore eye was a grain of sand that grew into a stone,
a breath of air 'fore eye was a bone,
eye was a shadow:
a protozoariferacoelenterata,
plathyhelmintheaschementheyourkindmydermata,
mollusannelidoidanthropodaintegumentarychordata
remember me, my flag, it purple flowers fly:
forgetmenots my color, 'fore eye was a bone eye was a
shadow."
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2007-05-09 20:47:13
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answer #6
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answered by Ke Xu Long 4
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live it up, do what you can while you can, live life to the fullest. See what can be seen, do what can be done and love what can be loved. Don't waste a moment
2007-05-09 20:38:52
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answer #7
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answered by Roselle 2
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Carpe Diem! Ehh... maybe tommorow
2007-05-09 20:40:56
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answer #8
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answered by Thendens 3
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Every day above ground is a good day!
2007-05-09 20:37:19
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answer #9
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answered by bigclaire 5
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I find it changes as time goes on!
2007-05-09 20:41:14
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answer #10
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answered by Anonymous
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