REAL
Begin.
The first thought that comes to mind, for real, is tangible, measurable, visible - easily discerned by the five senses. Something you can touch or see or buy or taste.
As age moves its hands around my clock, though, I am understanding more than ever that what is real, what is realer than real, what is most important, is rarely touched by the five senses. Real is not always touched or seen or bought or tasted.
What is real? Love. Connection between two hearts, communicating in unspoken ways. A look, a glance from across a room that speaks volumes.
Our dog, blind now for three months, learning to see in so many ways we had never considered. She knows where we are by scent, by the slightest movement. She is sensitive in so many unseen ways that give her sight. She plays hide and seek with her boy while he hides in plain sight. She picks up his scent - we can't see it, but it is there, realer than real to her.
The qualities that make us strong, the character that makes us who we are, the choices we make, those are the reality, the realer than real within us.
Time's Up.
Faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.
Hebrews 11:1
"The qualities that make us strong, the character that makes us who we are, the choices we make, those are the reality, the realer than real within us." This is beautiful. You are my neighbor today!
ReplyDeleteawwww . . . so beautifully shared! Love the story of your dog too! :)
ReplyDeleteI echo Barbie!! This is truly, REALly beautiful!
ReplyDeleteYes...do do think age helps us find the realer of real...and Love is what is real in its purest form. Great post...blessings to you~
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