God is an iron.
I wish I could have reached this conclusion on my own, but I must give credit where it is due, so, thank you, Spider Robinson, for pointing this out.
Oh, I see that I have confused a few of you, well then, please, allow me to clarify.
If a person that commits gluttony is a glutton, and a person that commits a felony is a felon, then God is an iron.
Now, let me put this in a more personal tone. You see, I have had, not the best in life, but a pretty good life. My mother is an amazing woman, I was not abused as a child, I had food and shelter and love and friends. I have been told that I have amazing potential and that I am a loving and caring person with a good soul. So, why can’t I find a woman that will stay married to me?
God is an iron.
I love my children more than life itself, yet, I have committed myself to a job that takes me away from them for long periods of time. I only see my daughter about once per year, and, knowing that I was not entirely to blame for my divorces, I still feel at fault for them.
God is an iron.
I meet wonderful women that become dear friends, I open up to them and share myself completely, yet, all of them are married, and I cannot bring myself to go out and try to meet single women because I am too shy. You see, married women are not a threat to me,
because they are married, so I am not putting myself at any kind of risk.
God is an iron.
I have had wonderful people in my life, for most of my life, yet I don’t let them get too close. I don’t let very many people “in” to see what I have taken to calling “the black pit that is my soul.” Yet I treasure my friends, the few that there are.
God is an iron, and has committed the greatest irony of all.
Carlo
Carlo, from everything your friend and you say on here about you, I have no doubt you are just that. As the mom (I was 39 and 40 he was 19 and 20 there) of one who’s been deployed, I would just say concentrate on your job there and I’ll be saying a prayer for the young lady meant to be with you comes into your life when you’re safely home.
Sounds like you have a great mom
but just consider this another MOM, okay?
I think when you least expect things—they happen. The right lady for you will happen. All you have encountered in life has prepared you and will continue to prepare you for that time.
Now is not the time for that special one. Just take care of yourself and enjoy your friends for now.
You and others who are in Iraq are in my thoughts.
Hey Carlo,
I like your saying that “God is an iron.” When I get too busy or doing things I shouldn’t…then I get the peverbial 2×4 over the head. Sure feels like an iron to me. We are all here to learn our individual lessons..and the irony is exactly that it is not supposed to be easy or we wouldn’t learn.
All in time.
Take care.
Hugs
Ahhhh, I was commenting on my personal situation. I am certain that everyone that read it can come up with their own reasons for the saying, and apply it in their own way. I wonder why we always want what we can’t have and suffer from the “Grass is always Greener” syndrome? Ironic, isn’t it?
I was not going to comment on this post, because frankly, you know my position on this post. In my particular situation the grass is greener, but I lack the courage to take the steps needed to make the change. I also lack the courage to be on my own again, because that is exactly where I will be… alone. I am already lonely, so why in the world would I want to be even more alone? And there lies my own “Irony” as you so eloquently put it.
He is also very, very patient.
“There is a river flowing now very fast. It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid. They will try to hold onto the shore. They will feel they are being torn apart and they will suffer greatly.
Know the river has its destination. The Elders say we must let go of the shore and push off and into the river.
Keep your eyes open and your head above water. See who is in there with you and Celebrate.
At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally. Least of all ourselves. For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt.
The time of the lone wolf is over, Gather yourselves!
Banish the word struggle from your attitude and your vocabulary.
All that you do now must be done in a sacred manner and in Celebration.
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.”
- The Elders, Hopi Nation, Oraibi, Arizona
Be the one for yourself, be happy with yourself.
Following Gidgets quote… this also applies:
“I walk in and out of many worlds.”
–Joy Harjo, CREEK/CHEROKEE
In my mind are many dwellings. Each of the dwellings we create ourselves – the house of anger, the house of despair, the house of self pity, the house of indifference, the house of negative, the house of positive, the house of hope, the house of joy, the house of peace, the house of enthusiasm, the house of cooperation, the house of giving. Each of these houses we visit each day. We can stay in any house for as long as we want. We can leave these mental houses any time we wish. We create the dwelling, we stay in the dwelling, we leave the dwelling whenever we wish. We can create new rooms, new houses. Whenever we enter these dwellings, this becomes our world until we leave for another. What world will we live in today?
I think the last line should be: What world shall we choose to live in today? I try to stay in the house of Joy, but it is a struggle that I seem to lose. The Irony here is as much as I want it; “it” still alludes me.
This applies to all of us. It is all where we choose to dwell.
These are all great comments. I still stand with my position, the most important thing in this entire quotient (and I hate math) is your deployment. Take care of YOU and we will pray for your safety and I will pray you meet her when you are safely home…whoever she is.
But as your self-declared second Mom, your safety comes first with me.
The path to enlightenment passes through our own mind.
Mom, errr, Monica,
I am more worried about my guys than I am myself. I have great people that work for me, and they have my back, I just hope I can live up to their expectations.
I can totally relate to what Carlo was saying. Through all of the things that I have personally been going through, I have always said that God does indeed have a sense of humor. This thought of mine has been substantiated by the fact that God is iron…
Carlo, that in itself says a lot about you. In the song I wrote for my son and which I now dedicate to you I will keep the prayer in the third verse:
God said: You gave him to me and I have stood beside him; He’s always had This Father’s love; Out on the battlefield, My hand was there to guide him. Now open up the door and hug your son.
I will pray every day, Carlo, that He keeps His hand on you while you are there.
One of your Moms.