Gordie #20: patiently living my life

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Gerda is flummoxed. Team Gordie seems to be attempting some tough love strategies on Gordie but he is tougher than almost any of us here. Gordie IS DAILY AND NIGHTLY LIVING WITH THE WOMAN WHO BROKE HIS HEART AND MIND AND FAMILY and is standing tall even as she continues to push and pull, to reject him and insult him. He could be broken, he could be getting wasted nightly, he could be sending his kids to live with gramma for a while so he can run away from it all. Instead he is daily strapping on his boots to wade back through the the mire with a smile on his face. A little fear as he gazes into the dark mouth of the tunnel? Um, yeah. H$lls yeah.

Gordie's very expression of fear is in fact only based on his massive strength in being willing to keep his heart open when it would make things so much easier to clang it shut and lock it tight.

Gordie, your love for your W when she doesn't remotely deserve it and when she is still the sun of her own solar system, when she is actually jealous of her own children, that love is beautiful and is the meaning of love. Gordie, you are stronger than strong, you are one of my heroes here and in IRL, you give me hope in the world and the future. If you weren't afraid, you'd be asleep in the biblical sense, e.g., dead in the spiritual sense.

You are not asleep. It hurts to stay awake and have to keep watching. And we are specifically told to STAY AWAKE. And speaking of that, you forgot the end of the passage from Corinthians, what that talk of love was leading to. So I will paste it below for your convenience and to remind you that you are a rock star, that now you may feel you are seeing dimly, but it takes a lot of guts to walk through the darkness when you can't see anything the lies ahead.

Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends.

As for prophecies (even by friends on this board), they will pass away;
as for tongues, they will cease;
as for knowledge, it will pass away.
For we know in part and we prophesy in part,
but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away.
When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child.
When I became a man, I gave up childish ways.

For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face.
Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.

So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.