Unearned Luck

The problem with loss is you can't control it.  Sometimes, it can seem like gain can be controlled, but never loss.  When someone leaves, they leave.  It's a choice that is entirely out of your hands and you have to let go no matter how tight your grip is. How much you love and care matters not a whit and does nothing to change the outcome.  Your faithfulness, your considerations, your trustworthiness, the past you have together is never enough currency to buy another minute, another moment, another touch.  The end comes and there is nothing else except the deep, bitter loneliness. "From that time Jesus began to show his disciples that he must go to Jerusalem and suffer many things...and be killed...And Peter took him and began to rebuke him, saying, 'God forbid, Lord!  This shall never happen to you.'" See, Peter was trying to prevent the inevitable loss.  He was trying to control events, so he wouldn't lose Jesus, a man who was probably Peter'...

Tom pulled the 1997 Buick Park Avenue into the driveway and pushed the button above his head to open the garage door.  As the door slowly responded to the pulling chain, he took his wife’s hand and gently squeezed it.  “I love you, Baby.” Doris wrapped her arms around his and squeezed tight laying her head against his shoulder.  “Oh, Honey, I didn’t know I could ever love anyone as much as I love you.  It’s been forty-seven years and you still make me giddy as a schoolgirl.” Tom laughed.  “Better than Oil of Olay, huh?” Doris smiled up at her husband.  “Yes, much, much better.”  She reached up and kissed him. When they stopped kissing, Tom sat and looked into his wife’s eyes.  “Honey, the door is open now.  How about we find a much more comfortable place for you to lose yourself in my eyes.”  She caressed his face. “Uh, yea.  This armrest is always in the way.”  He pulled the car into the garage h...