There are all kinds of love. The passionate romantic love immortalized and often fantasized by poets and novelists; Platonic love among friends, the love of humanity preached by missionaries and ministers, the love of country, and even the love of our work. I’ve been fortunate to have experienced all of these forms but none has impressed me more than the deep, enduring and totally unselfish love I feel for my children. That’s why I “love” this parable.
A 6-year-old girl I’ll call Sarah knocked over a display case that contained a much-cherished vase once owned by her great-grandmother. Her mom loved that vase and frequently referred to it as the family treasure. The vase hit the floor with a loud crash and shattered into pieces. Sarah, shocked and frightened at what she’d done, screamed and began sobbing.
Her mom came running into the room fearing the worst. Seeing the shattered vase, her heart sank. Then she saw Sarah sitting on the floor wailing. “I’m ...
Dinner at the BEST italian restaurant that Inhave ever been to. It has a feel of old school fancy Chicago. The auroras in the air when I walked in made my soul soar. I was checking out reviews for good restaurants and this popped up as #1 with thousands of reviews. I made reserv as tons before we got to FL and I am so glad I did it was packed! No max capacity here folks. Now this is my favorite restaurant so far in our vacay.
A message from Dave.