We cannot truly live until we can truly love
HELLO, MI neighbour! On Monday, the world breathed a sigh of relief (albeit tainted by sadness) after several persons held hostage, for hours, by a gunman at the Lindt Chocolat CafÈ in Sydney, Australia, were freed by security personnel who stormed the building.
Three lives, including the gunman's, were lost in the process. Let's pray for their loved ones. The impact of the misfortune of others on us is an indication of our connectedness as a human family. Indeed, we are one! Those who show no concern in these times are victims of mental and spiritual depravity and bereft of love.
Speaking of love, the world is starved of examples of true love. Romance magazines fail miserably in this regard. Pictures of lovers hugging, kissing, laughing and frolicking do not send the right 'love' messages. One could rightfully ask: can this type of love go the distance? Will it be there when reciprocity becomes difficult or impossible? The story goes that a young lady who had other medical challenges became incontinent by the chik-v. On this, her gentleman walked away declaring himself incompetent to deal with such issues. Did he love her?
Some see love as 'nice feelings' about members of the opposite sex to whom they may be sexually attracted. However, when those feelings pass, that so-called love also passes. They call it falling in and out of love. Jill became pregnant one month after making love with Jack and they fell out of love as a result. As Miss Lou would say, "Mi mumma!". And why is it called love-making by the way? What a wonderful world this would be if lovemaking could make people love one another, eehh! Instead, it often produces all kinds of heartaches.
By now you'll recognise that I am suggesting that it is time to re-examine what many falsely call love. Just listen to this, "If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonour others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres."
And may I add that we cannot truly live until we can truly love.
Let's give the best gift ever, by showing love this Christmas.
1. Neighbour, for offering a divan bed to another neighbour.
2. Natoya, Kingston, for donating a television to a needy neighbour.
3. Peaches, Kingston for donating a cabinet.
4. Yokasta, Kingston, for offering two bunk beds to a neighbour.
Grace, mother of five. Badly in need of help to start a little business to help send children to school.
Roxanny, Portland, asking for a dining table. Children sitting on the floor.
Shana, Portland, asking for help with food and clothing for two-year-old boy.
Neighbour, asking for size nine shoes for male.
Neighbour, single mother of three needs clothing for the unborn baby. Also needs help with food for the family.
Neighbour, St Andrew, asking for a dresser.
Sheryl, St Catherine, asking for television and food for her children.
Joan, St Mary, needs cement and second-hand zinc to construct a little bathroom. Already has blocks.
Neighbour, St Catherine, unemployed single mother asking for sewing machine.
To help, please call 334-8165, 884-3866, 299-3412 or deposit to acct # 351 044 276 NCB. (Bank routing #: JNCBJMKX) or send donations to Hello Neighbour, c/o 53 Half-Way Tree Road, Kingston 10; email firstname.lastname@example.org.