Love Isn't A Perfect State Of Caring.

I Believe That At The Center Of The Universe There Dwells A Loving Spirit Who Longs For All That’s Best In All Of Creation, A Spirit Who Knows The Great Potential Of Each Planet As Well As Each Person, And Little By Little Will Love Us Into Being More Than We Ever Dreamed Possible. That Loving Spirit Would Rather Die Than Give Up On Any One Of Us.

Most Of Us, I Believe, Admire Strength... Sometimes, Though, I Wonder If We Confuse Strength With Other Words Like Aggression Or Even Violence.

When I Was A Boy And I Would See Scary Things In The News, My Mother Would Say To Me, "look For The Helpers. You Will Always Find People Who Are Helping." To This Day, Especially In Times Of "disaster," I Remember My Mother's Words And I Am Always Comforted By Realizing That There Are Still So Many Helpers – So Many Caring People In This World.

The Presence Of A Grandparent Confirms That Parents Were, Indeed, Little Once, Too, And That People Who Are Little Can Grow To Be Big, Can Become Parents, And One Day Even Have Grandchildren Of Their Own. So Often We Think Of Grandparents As Belonging To The Past; But In This Important Way, Grandparents, For Young Children, Belong To The Future.

If You Like To Make Things Out Of Wood, Or Sew, Or Dance, Or Style People's Hair, Or Dream Up Stories And Act Them Out, Or Play The Trumpet, Or Jump Rope, Or Whatever You Really Love To Do, And You Love That In Front Of Your Children, That's Going To Be A Far More Important Gift Than Anything You Could Ever Give Them Wrapped Up In A Box With Ribbons.