Having read the Bible, I know that Jesus said, “Blessed are the peacemakers.” In The Life of Brian they also found that the developers of dairy delights were also blessed. I think that we need a new blessing for those of us who must climb the perilous and perturbing peaks know as the parking garage. “Blessed are they who go in circles for they shall be called wheels.” Am I the only one who gets dizzy while trying to find a parking place?
I know there needs to be something to meet our parking paradoxes. Imagine if we didn’t have parking garages in downtowns, near sports spaces, or at the mall. (NOOOO! I can’t find a parking place at the mall!! What shall we do?! Let’s go get a beer instead!) Parking downtown would be more of sport without these garages. Every 53 minutes you’d have to go down and put more money in the meter. We could make it into an Olympic event! “Look how Phil, wearing his Citicorp jersey is beating out the German from BMW and the Sony exec from Japan! Look how the British are sneaking past the meter maid. The Frenchman doesn’t have the right change. It’s going to be close!!! The US wins the gold! USA! USA!” So maybe we need them downtown.
I must admit that they would be a rather pleasant addition to some locales. Imagine that you are in a southern university town with a football stadium that seats 110,000 people. If you were to do a little math… figuring 4 people per car…divided by 110,000 people…you’d need…hmmmm…lots of parking places. There is a southern city in eastern Tennessee that has such university with that exact seating capacity. I will refrain from telling you its name (but it rhymes with “foxville”) There are about 178 parking places. If you are going to a football game there, let me just say “Good luck and wear comfortable walking shoes.” I think parking garages would be amply appreciated there.
I can handle a rollercoaster with twists and turns. The thought of white water rafting get me going. However, there is nothing that compares to the dizzying excitement of entering the parking garage. You take your ticket. The bar raises! You’re off speeding through the aisles at the speed of smell. You race to find a space. Dodging and driving up one way and down the other. Then you see the glow of an empty space. You skid to a stop just as someone else pull into your place.
No wonder I am dizzy when I get out of there.
One of Shakespeare’s great plays has the ominous title of “Love’s Labor’s Lost”. It has been seen on stages from London to New York to the Middle Eastern Shakespeare festival in Abu Dabi. The theme of lost love is one that the Bard knew well. He lost a son and lost loves many times throughout his life. Yet are we any different from Will?
Time and time again we hear of man’s inhumanity to woman or woman’s inhumanity to man. Two people who at one time seemed very much in love have that same love turned around into hatred and loathing. Yet it has been said that love and hate are not the opposites they seem. When we take the emotional energy to pour into another soul the hatred that is boiling within us over wrongs that are either real, perceived or a little bit of both then we are not truly free indeed.
It is not until we let go of both our love and hate for an individual who has harmed us that we will truly know how to be free indeed. The opposite of love is indifference. That is not the same as apathy. When we no longer allow another to take out happiness, our joy and the joie de vivre that is ours due to the love of those who matter and the love from God above, then we are truly freed from the past love who’s labor has been lost.
Did Shakespeare know the pain of love lost? Do you know how it feels to suffer the heartbreak of heartache? Do you know the secret? Let the labor of love be focused not on another who does not deserve it. Save your love and passion for those who do.
Who you are is best shown by who you chose as friends. Meeting new people is like enjoying a great meal. It is the familiar taste of the food that draws us in but it is the surprises that keep us coming back for more. In the same way, discovering what we have in common and then uncovering our differences is what adds familiarity and spice to the relationship. When we have enough things in common to have something to talk about and enough differences to learn something new it makes the chance to meet something special. Great chemistry and great conversation lead to great relationships.
Laughing with one another at the strangest things makes a simple day into a memory that you will always have. When humor is shared and the smile crosses the face it lights up a room like nothing else. Telling the joke that makes someone else roll their eyes and moan in pain is just as much fun as telling the joke that makes them laugh until their sides hurt. Both are more fun than should be legal!
The simplest and most basic philosophy for my life goes: If you’re not having fun you’re doing it wrong. It applies to fun and frivolity, life and love, romance and raucousness. I just have one simple question for you: Are you having fun?
Life is a series of choices. Those choices range from the monumental to the mundane. Whether the decision is what to wear this morning or where to eat at night, we all tend to agonize over the options set before us. We wonder about what the future holds and how current choices will influence it. At the same time we wonder why we made certain choices in the past and how they have influenced our present. We ponder the mysteries of the opposite sex with a myriad of seemingly incomprehensible choices while rejoicing in the differences that allow those choices to manifest themselves. Greater minds than ours contemplate the mysteries of the universe and fates of countless people. Fortunes are made and lost in blink of an eye due to a right or wrong choice made at the right or wrong time. In vast scheme of things, our choices are not that significant to history, the world, or even that many of the billions of people who live on our planet.
That being said, there still some are choices that affect others. We should always be concerned with the affects of our choices. We can be sensitive to the wants and needs of others or show senseless insensitivity. Our choices may not affect the world in which others live but they can affect the world of one other person. We must never underestimate the impact we can have on the few people who hold us in high esteem. Our choices can make or break someone’s minute, hour, day, or even life.
There is one person who is impacted more than others by the choices we make. That person is you. You must live with the decisions that you make. Granted, others are involved; however, you are the one who must live with it. Your nature will form an integral part in your choices. Your view of your glass as half full or half empty of either lemons or lemonade will impact how you chose a course of action. Optimism or pessimism will decide how your handle your difficult situations.
As I was sitting on the front step this morning sipping a cup of coffee, I chose the kind of day I was going to have. My evening did not go as planned last night. The air conditioner was not working again! I did not sleep well or anywhere near long enough. I was awakened by an alarm clock in the form of a vacuum cleaner entering my room at what I felt was an inappropriate and insensitive time. If I believed in astrology, I’d have said the stars were aligned against me. If I believed in fate, I’d say that fate was out to get me. I believe in God. I believe that he never gives us more than we can bear without a way out of the dilemma. I CHOOSE TO HAVE A GOOD DAY. I decided that my energy would be better spent on the half full glass of lemonade that the day had given me to work with. I have chosen to make the best of my situation until God’s wisdom puts me in a better place.
I have just one question for you…What kind of day, week, and life do you choose to have?