If Living is to struggle...
and to Struggle is to Love
but, without Love, Life is a certain Death, so…
What is Loss?
Does one lose by loving?
Is winning hidden in appearing to love?
Why struggle?
What’s the cost of being?
How much will it cost me to be myself?
To whom do I owe?
Is it Peter or Paul?
Definitely, Paul because I always steal from Peter to pay Paul.
Living will cost you something!
Living is a choice.
Loving is a choice.
Struggling is a choice.
Winning is a choice.
Losing is not a choice.
Losing takes zero efforts. Losing is just Losing.
However, Losing is not necessarily, Loss.
Loss presumes effort.
I heard Black Jesus whisper, “Dearie, struggle onwards”, She also said to me…
“Struggle, nevertheless!”
“Be Alive!”
“Not Less!”
No losers here. Not today. I’m still Living.
However, the day will come,
when tomorrows cease, and
yesterdays matter most!
Death is certain. It is The Promise.
At that time, I must:
count-up all of my costs,
payback Peter, and
reconcile all of my choices.
Saint Peter will determine whether or not I can satisfy the tolls, and if there is a sufficient balance to continue the journey onwards,
…towards Black Jesus.
EZ-Pass or Not?
Me: “Hopefully, St. Peter is not…my Peter.”
Me: “Black Jesus?”
She: “Please, call me Bee or BJ.”
Me: “Living has cost me everything.
I chose Living.
I chose Loving.
I welcomed Struggling.
I am a Winner.
I incurred a few losses but, No Regrets.”
She: “Thank you.
You get to be alive for all eternity.”
Me: “Living? Again?”
She: “No, Alive always!”
“Forgiven.”
“You’re welcome, Dearie.”
Me: “Thank you, Bee.”
