On February 8, 2010, the Boy Scouts of America celebrated 100 years of cheerful service to America’s youth. Since the Boy Scouts of America’s inception in 1910, members have learned to live by the principles of the Scout Oath and Law through community services and “helping other people at all times.” What began with a single act of service on a foggy London night quickly evolved into daily “Good Turns.” These have included selling war bonds, collecting food for needy families, and growing victory gardens during World War II.
My son and I are camping with our Cub Scout Pack. Thank God for that foggy London night, 100 years ago.
“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”
-St. Augustine
How does St Augustine’s definition compare with your definition of Love?
Life and love are never easy. Everything requires work. Hard work.
Today’s a new day, a fresh opportunity. Do what you do – with Love.
Or, you could opt to do the opposite. But don’t complain if your results are not what you hope or wish for.
Guest Blogger, Bob Stewart, returns today with another insightful look at life, our Faith, and our responsibility to both. Take it away Bob….
“Mom called me the other day from Tennessee, where I was raised, to read to me a couple of obituaries. I know – that sounds so exciting, doesn’t it? But that’s what my mom does. She does it to let me know who I should know who either died or is related to someone who died.
But on this last call, she read to me about Albert Hamby, who died at the age of 87. Why should that stand out at all to me? I didn’t let this obituary go without a reverent moment of reflection. Albert was my pastor when I was little – when I made Jesus my Savior. That was and is a spiritual “marker” in my life, and an important person in showing me the way was Albert Hamby.
Are you living a legacy, as Dr. Johnny Hunt said in his book Building Your Leadership Résumé, which is going to outlast you? Are you building “markers” in other people’s lives that, after you are gone, are still there to help others along the way? It could be multitudes or your own family, and it is a question I am asking myself as well.
I am reminded of a song from Steve Green back in the 1980s, called “Find Us Faithful.” In the chorus, he stated, “Oh may all who come behind us find us faithful. May the fire of our devotion light their way. May the footprints that we leave lead them to believe, and the lives we live inspire them to obey. Oh may all who come behind us find us faithful.”