Love's Great Adventure part 1
Not grand or good. I'm quoting from Midge Ure, "Great". If you listen to the lyrics, "Standing on my own
It didn't mean that much to me
I thought I had it all
I didn't see the mystery
I stood the test of time
I took the step to find
Love's great adventure"
And, "A fool who couldn't see,I started to enjoy
The poetry and symphonies
I took it in my stride
I hailed the Day I tried
Love's great adventure."
Might not mean that much to you, but I have had this song in my head for a couple of days, and I know Ultravox wrote about the temporal love, when I think of love, love is who God is. So for me, Love's Great Adventure means the journey to the High Places. I'm not so sure Much Afraid would have called her journey with sorrow and suffering a Great Adventure, maybe but I'm sure the more she stayed on the path her thoughts and heart changed, I know they did. Luci Swindoll wrote a book called, "I Married Adventure." If you know anything about Luci, adventure would be a great word to describe her life lived so far. I remember reading a little of her book on a plane ride to see my sister who lives back east. The part that stood out to me was when she writes, "Everything in life is an adventure, you just have to look for it," or something along those lines. So I started to look for it, in EVERYTHING. My sister surprised me with a trip to New York for a few days. It was my first time there, so I was very excited! We had planned one morning to go to Central Park, and while we were there, we ate breakfast at a restaurant in the Park. Now comes the exciting part, we head over to the Metropolitan Museum of Art to see the Roman/Egyptian exhibit. Huge line, tons of people, the moo factor magnified. Of course, it's the Met! So, I am halfway through the exhibit and I feel pains in my abdomen area, like I think I might die pains. Really? Now? I'm at the Met God, I might not return for who knows how long and I have death pains. Of course I am exaggerating but at the time it was excruciating, yes I was in distress. I told my sister I had to find a bathroom, I must have had several shades of green and grey, maybe a few polkadots. It felt like the longest journey to the restroom, and I found my stall and sat and shook and felt a cold sweat all over my body. All sorts of thoughts swept through my head, "I'm going to die here on the throne, at the Met." And I'm praying, I'm praying, and then I thought of Luci's quote and I said to her in my head. "There is no freaking ounce of adventure here, you lied." I will spare you the TMI's but I did survive, color came back to me, and I cursed the restaurant in my thoughts, they made me miss most of the Roman exhibit, but the Egyptian exhibit rocked and made up for it. Actually, I was quite thankful at that point oh my! So really it was an adventure I can laugh about now, it was 3 years ago after all. Getting back to the real Great Love Adventure, great has several meanings and the real meaning I believe for the adventure with God is from the Greek word Polutimos meaning very valuable, of great price great value, more precious. And that is how I will look at it, because I'm not doing it alone, and I'm very valuable to God, of great value and precious. Joy!
It didn't mean that much to me
I thought I had it all
I didn't see the mystery
I stood the test of time
I took the step to find
Love's great adventure"
And, "A fool who couldn't see,I started to enjoy
The poetry and symphonies
I took it in my stride
I hailed the Day I tried
Love's great adventure."
Might not mean that much to you, but I have had this song in my head for a couple of days, and I know Ultravox wrote about the temporal love, when I think of love, love is who God is. So for me, Love's Great Adventure means the journey to the High Places. I'm not so sure Much Afraid would have called her journey with sorrow and suffering a Great Adventure, maybe but I'm sure the more she stayed on the path her thoughts and heart changed, I know they did. Luci Swindoll wrote a book called, "I Married Adventure." If you know anything about Luci, adventure would be a great word to describe her life lived so far. I remember reading a little of her book on a plane ride to see my sister who lives back east. The part that stood out to me was when she writes, "Everything in life is an adventure, you just have to look for it," or something along those lines. So I started to look for it, in EVERYTHING. My sister surprised me with a trip to New York for a few days. It was my first time there, so I was very excited! We had planned one morning to go to Central Park, and while we were there, we ate breakfast at a restaurant in the Park. Now comes the exciting part, we head over to the Metropolitan Museum of Art to see the Roman/Egyptian exhibit. Huge line, tons of people, the moo factor magnified. Of course, it's the Met! So, I am halfway through the exhibit and I feel pains in my abdomen area, like I think I might die pains. Really? Now? I'm at the Met God, I might not return for who knows how long and I have death pains. Of course I am exaggerating but at the time it was excruciating, yes I was in distress. I told my sister I had to find a bathroom, I must have had several shades of green and grey, maybe a few polkadots. It felt like the longest journey to the restroom, and I found my stall and sat and shook and felt a cold sweat all over my body. All sorts of thoughts swept through my head, "I'm going to die here on the throne, at the Met." And I'm praying, I'm praying, and then I thought of Luci's quote and I said to her in my head. "There is no freaking ounce of adventure here, you lied." I will spare you the TMI's but I did survive, color came back to me, and I cursed the restaurant in my thoughts, they made me miss most of the Roman exhibit, but the Egyptian exhibit rocked and made up for it. Actually, I was quite thankful at that point oh my! So really it was an adventure I can laugh about now, it was 3 years ago after all. Getting back to the real Great Love Adventure, great has several meanings and the real meaning I believe for the adventure with God is from the Greek word Polutimos meaning very valuable, of great price great value, more precious. And that is how I will look at it, because I'm not doing it alone, and I'm very valuable to God, of great value and precious. Joy!
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