"One Love" Out of Seven

There was a "special aire" (if you would) about today that made me think of one of the most talked about and anticipated days within a 120 hour, seven day stretch.  When the sun is out in spring it helps generate thoughts of excitement at times, or the expectation of being with family or friends, just thinking about it at the end of a 32 hour work week into the last 8 with baited breath, to only bellow out to your fellow co-workers it's very existence.  Everyone you talk to on it's birthday (which comes once a week and always at the end of the work week) know that you know it's birthday which is highly celebrated each week if not every week.  The love of everyone's 40 hour work week is the last day proclaimed and heralded as "Friday." I've heard it mentioned as  the following, (and you've probably heard it also)... "Happy Friday" or "It's Friday" or "TGIF" or " The Younger Brother to the Weekend has Welcomed Us" and many, many other expressions that celebrate it's very existence.  It keeps us young, it's desired like nothing else ever known to the working man or non-working student, it's atmosphere is contagious whether you have a lot to do or nothing at all, it has a certain captivating motivation to break out of the norm, let your hair down for a bit and breathe in the fresh air of freedom, "it's given special recognition for it's vast appeal and therapeutic quality, it's has in it the properties of great weather or not so great weather, yet that has no bearing on it's ability to give one the sense of freedom from the daily routine. It generates it's most powerful effect on those stuck in offices, bound and restricted for 8 hours having random thoughts of "what it's like outside right now," and thoughts of "I should have just stayed at home."  For many, the signal that "life begins" is always 4:59pm it's the golden moment. Thoughts of the first thing that they need to do once the last minute of the work day stands boldly at their clocks 5:00 threshold, or It invokes a posture of fresh thoughts -time for one's self, time for family, worship, fun, relaxing, writing, meeting new friends and severing work ties. Friday, the one love out of seven days that's always there for you, -Friday!

Two of The Most Powerful Words

Two words... uttered, spoken, whispered, lip-synced, shown with a hug, expressed with a kiss on the cheek, felt with the squeezing of one's hand in another's, shared with a gentle smile, the turning of a head and a smile, they are written on paper, left on voice mail, they are emailed first priority all over the world from person to person and from place to place. From one country to another country, from leader to leader resonating from race to race, ethnicity to ethnicity, from a  mom to a son, from a son to a dad, from a daughter to her mother, from a mother to her children, from a grandparent to a favorite grandchild, from a brother to a brother, and from a daughter who loves her dad.  
     Sometimes these words are spoken with the most genuine of emotions and deepest of sincerity, other times you hear them spoken, but you feel no truth that accompanies them from the person, or persons from which they were spoken with no depth.  Yet the pure in heart know the impact that these two words have, because they are woven into the essence of one's being, they exude themselves with character, a personal touch of gratitude that heal the deepest and most invisible of emotional wounds.  We hear them as children, we think nothing of them, we see them modeled through precepts and shown by example, we feel them with a certain quality of simplicity and with the method of generosity which sometimes can never be measured.  The texture of these two words, reaches us like no other words ever exerted through the finely crafted composition of twin mucous membranes called "vocal chords."  Yet, there's one characteristic of these two words that can only be generated by one thing -the heart.  Otherwise they just float in the air, carry no substance, or with no feeling forcefully making their way robotically out of a cold heart, and over pail lips, coming from a truthfully ungrateful heart.  

     These two words have a history that reaches back days, weeks, months, years, decades and centuries beyond our first knowledge of them, still no one after being born into this world will ever escape saying them...we are destined to speak them. We hear them at birth, we hear them at death, we hear them throughout the course of life, through our successes, failures, challenges and triumphs.  These two words grace the stage of every socioeconomic platform in life, they have no prejudice, no respect of person, no limitation with which arena of life that can or cannot be measured. There are so many more things that I could say about these two profoundly powerful words, but it would take much more time to do so, because I know not of the experiences that have caused you the reader to utter them, while reflecting back into your own personal life's journal.  The ability to speak them is powerful, the ability to hear them is soothing, the ability to feel them, life changing.  However, there is one thing that I have learned so poignantly, without reservation and with assuredness, -they are, the two most powerful words in the world -Thank You.