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Not Failure, but Low Aim is a Sin... Letter from Heaven

posted 11/6/2008 9:19:31 PM |
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It must be borne in mind that the tragedy of life doesn't lie in not reaching your goal.
The tragedy lies in having no goal to reach.

It is not a calamity to die with dreams unfulfilled.
But it is a calamity not to dream.

It is not a disaster to be unable to capture your ideal,
But it is a disaster to have no ideal to capture.

It is not a disgrace not to reach the stars.
But it is a disgrace not to have stars to reach for.

Not failure, but low aim is a sin.
Dr Benjamin Elijah Mays -- 1894-1984

There are times I stumble across words that touch me so deeply I regret never having the chance to have met some of the people that uttered the words and meant them from their hearts. Just as I would love to have met and had a chance to sit and talk with Dr. Benjamin Elijah Mays from the quote above. His words resonate in my soul.. he speaks the quiet truth that each of us should hold in our spirits and hearts.

I am not impressed easily, most would probably say that they have never really seen me impressed, but mark my words, I have been deeply impressed and deeply moved, but I think the people that have inspired those feelings inside me would never be the ones to think they were the inspiration and that is what drives that level of admiration even higher with me.

Don't misread my feelings. It is a good thing to be proud of yourself and I encourage and hope each individual on this earth reaches toward that pride, smiles when they are given that nod, that pat on their back. I think what I am struggling so much to say is that I find those with a touch of humility for their deeds that much more inspiring. I melt thinking of that shy child who receives the praise with his/her hands behind their back, head slightly bowed and blushing from ear to ear, smiling shyly and dragging their foot; but is not singing from the rooftops that they have achieved this honor.

I admire those that overcome the setbacks life hands them and do so without the "in your face" attitude that I have too often seen.

My brother was one of those quiet people that inspired me. He had his faults, just as I have mine, but I had the good fortune of being able to see the good he did and the pshawing he did after he accomplished it.

I am slowly finding comforting times in between the waves of emotion and grief and guilt and anger (yep, anger that it was him and not me) (guilt that I am the eldest and still here) .. I believe I have gotten signs that he is in that better place I believe in.. yesterday, on my drive into work, at the one spot that is one of my favorites, a flock of pheasants flew from the field over my car.. Rick loved pheasants.

Today, I was thinking of both my brothers being together somewhere catching up on the time they have been apart.. and the most brilliant yellow sunset sank down behind the softest blue gray clouds..

And I found a poem that helped.. and I leave off tonite with that poem:

Letter from Heaven
To my dearest family some things I'd like to say
But first of all to let you know that I arrived today,
I'm writing this from Heaven. Here I shall dwell with God above
Here, there's no more tears of sadness. Here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through
God picked me up and hugged me and He said "I welcome you,
It's good to have you back again,
you were missed while you were gone,
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly, you are part of my plan
There's so much that we have to do to help our mortal man."
God gave me a fist of things that he wished for me to do
And foremost on the list was to watch and care for you
And when you lie in bed at night, the days chores put to flight
God and I are closest to you . . in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth and all those loving years
Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears
But do not be afraid to cry, it does relieve the pain
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned
If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand
But one thing is for certain though my life on earth is o'er
I'm closer to you now than I ever was before.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb
But together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
When you're walking down the street and you've got me on your mind
I'm walking in your footsteps, only half a step behind
And when it's time for you to go . . from that body to be free
Remember you're not going . . you're just coming here to me.

Copyright - Ruth Ann Mahaffey

And for Rick..This is a truly amazing song. Warren Zevon wrote and performed this tune after being diagnosed with a terminal illness and knowing that he did not have long to live.

This is his message to those he knew he would soon leave behind. I think it says a great deal about what our departed loved ones would really like from us...

...to keep them in our hearts for awhile...Keep Me in Your Heart for a While

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Comments:
scorpiogirl36

Nov 6 @ 9:25PM  
I'm lost for words..this blog and that poem was excellent!
stickshiftsally

Nov 6 @ 9:30PM  
Your blog was full of raw emotion spoken eloquently.
butterfly943

Nov 6 @ 9:41PM  
Carol, with everything you write I feel as if I see..I see things changing in you from sadness, pain, adjusting, back to not understanding, remembering, loving, trying to make some sense with your brothers death..healing
PrettyGreenEyes578

Nov 6 @ 9:47PM  
Very touching, no dry eyes here.

luvshorses644

Nov 6 @ 9:50PM  
And one other poem I found very comforting, but extremely touching:

When Tomorrow Starts Without Me

When tomorrow starts without me,
and I'm not there to see;
If the sun should rise and find your eyes,
all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry,
the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things,
we didn't get to say.

I know how much you love me,
as much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
please try to understand,
that an angel came and called my name,
and took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready,
in heaven far above,
and that I'd have to leave behind,
all those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,
a tear fell from my eye,
for all life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for,
so much yet to do,
it seemed almost impossible,
that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays,
the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had.

If I could relive yesterday,
just even for awhile,
I'd say goodbye and kiss you
and maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized,
that this could never be,
for emptiness and memories,
would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
my heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
from His great golden throne,
He said, "This is eternity,
and all I've promised you".

Today for life on earth is past,
but here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
but today will always last,
and since each day's the same day,
there's no longing for the past.

But you have been so faithful,
so trusting and so true.
Though there were times you did some things,
you knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven
and now at last you're free.
So won't you take my hand
and share my life with me?

So when tomorrow starts without me,
don't think we're far apart,
for every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart.

~by: David Romano ~
{Written for his wife who died a few years ago.}
kywonder

Nov 7 @ 12:52AM  
kudos amidst the tears. kudos amidst the tears. You have touched me so deep, I have nothing left to say. Just respect and honor.
Exsecratus_Sicarius

Nov 7 @ 9:01PM  
Sin is man's most precious gift; divinely created, and given at birth.



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Not Failure, but Low Aim is a Sin... Letter from Heaven