UNCONDITIONAL LOVE---A MOTIVATING STORY
A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam. He called his parents from San Francisco.
"Mom and Dad, I'm coming home, but I've a favor to ask. I have a friend I'd like to bring home with me."
"Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him."
"There's something you should know the son continued, "he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mind and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us."
"I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live."
"No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us."
"Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own."
At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only one arm and one leg.
The parents in this story are like many of us. We find it easy to love those who are good-looking or fun to have around, but we don't like people who inconvenience us or make us feel uncomfortable. We would rather stay away from people who aren't as healthy, beautiful, or smart as we are. Thankfully, there's someone who won't treat us that way. Someone who loves us with an unconditional love that welcomes us into the forever family, regardless of how messed up we are.
Tonight, before you tuck yourself in for the night, say a little prayer that God will give you the strength you need to accept people as they are, and to help us all be more understanding of those who are different from us!!!
There's a miracle called Friendship That dwells in the heart You don't know how it happens Or when it gets started But you know the special lift It always brings And you realize that Friendship Is God's most precious gift!
Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us.
love2_blog posted on Jul 20, 2006
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puriz said on Jul 20, 2006....
Wow, such a revealing story. I mean, I can go back in my mind now and think about "what I would have done as a parent." I have a second thought though. I feel sorry for the parents. And I think the son is too fanatic. But of course people are different. And life does not always appear in straight lines. Still I feel sorry the parents had to deal with this "no way out." However, these my second thoughts does not dimnish the importance of your story. We need these stories to wake up. Beside all that I think the main thing about these stories is the motivation we have ourself in telling these stories. Why do you tell this story? The reason why I say this, is that we are here dealing with very, very deep things. We can not play around with these things. If we present these things in a prayerful way, then we both have the Friendship of God and a sensible association with those who hear about them from us. Now, what did I get from your story? It first of all reminds me of one thing. That is, I want love. That is the object of my life. I remember myself maybe a 15 years old, when I thought the opposite sex would enable that love to freely flow, and how I put love as the object of life. Some years later I had the opportunity to experience it, and of course I found problems and stepped out of it. Now, much later I am still looking for that love. Sometime I am remembering that goal. But most of the time I am absorbed in daily affairs. Next: your thoughts about this story. That puts the focus on what I can do about it. And it encourages me by describing what I can expect. Finally the subject of your story: Unconditional love. That is a tough one. In two ways. What is it? Have I experienced it? I think the clue is your prayer to God. He is the one who can get us into that community of unconditional love. So many bear witness through the centuries about the miracle of God. If we on the other hand leave that prayer aside, and walk life alone, we will never be able to enter that community. We will then always stand divided among ourselves. Many think it is all about "you and me." You have your interests and I have mine. "Let us see if they match or complement each other." Then we make love. Just as the parents in your story. The interests didn't match so "you, please cut of that part that I don't like. Just leave that crippling aside and come home to "my" home. I love you so much, and that love I feel so strongly, would not be able to flow freely if I always have to see that crippling around here in "my house". You cut him off, and come home now" The simple truth is that the parents in your story are missing the experience of God's unconditional love. They don't pray to God in that way that you want to write about in this blog. Is it not? If they would have experienced that love of God first hand, then they would have been able to give that love to their son. They would have been in the "community of unconditional love." -
puriz said on Jul 20, 2006....
Continuing on another strand. What happened to the parents? I said in my previous post that "I feel sorry for them." I want to moderate that a bit. Their new situation of being for ever separated from the son could have had the result of they becoming aware of the true nature of their love for their son. That nature revealed, they have a choice to make. To forget about him, "he was never really our son anyway" or always remembering him in separation. If they make the second choice then the deed of the son would have been of some value. Still I think he is too fanatic, or just maybe lonely. Or maybe completely damaged after the war experience. If he would have been in the community of unconditional love he would not have done that deed, your story suggests. It is not the right thing to do, that must be said. -
puriz said on Jul 23, 2006....
love2_blog: I will try your prayer tonight. sincerely Puriz -
rauza said on May 09, 2009....
It's really so motivating and I like it so much. We need these moral stories in our lives.
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