Death, Love and Beauty

Death

Death is the end of something. There are two kinds of death. The first one is a physical death where a living creature ceases to exist on earth. The other death happens internally. It is the experience of having things that were a part of your existence no longer be a part of you. There are healthy people walking around dead, like Egyptian sarcophaguses. Either completely empty inside or totally in bondage. That's the extreme, but there is a balance; loss of something with hopeful anticipation of something better.

2 Corinthians 5:17 "Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old is gone, the new is come!"

Love

Love, true love, is that which can give the most without asking or demanding anything in return. -Mazia Hammond

Love is unselfish and sincere and above all is truthful. It is something that brings great pleasure but at times can seems painful. It's a seed that stretches your most inner being in every direction and often feels trapped by the confines of our humanness. It is something our human minds can never entirely comprehend. Love's strength comes from the giving, not the getting. Its appreciation is solely found in the fact that in order to recieve it there was an effort taken by someone else to give it. Without a cost to the giver, there is little to appreciate for the reciever. Ironically, the appreciation the reciever feels is given back to the giver in the same manner.

Also, the score zero in tennis.

1 John 3:16 "This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us, and we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers."

Beauty

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched...but felt in the heart. -Helen Keller

To see the world in a grain of sand, and heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour. Beautiful is whatever excites the keenest of pleasure to the senses and stirs emotion. It is one thought, one grace, one wonder, which into words no virtue can digest. -Christopher Marlowe.

It's something that's lovliness increases and will never pass into nothingness. We feel it's essences haunt us till they become a cheering light unto our souls. -John Keats

True beauty is simplicity, the very nature of something reflecting outwardly. A prism shines out a rainbow of light. The light comes from outside and pierces through the center of the prism, which then reflects the light into colors. This is beautiful. If light cannot reach the center of the prism, there is no rainbow. So, it is the simple essence of the clear, empty prism that is beautiful. So it is with everything.

Zephaniah 3:17 "The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing."

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