Monday, October 24, 2011

The logical thing is to let go of logic

I find myself in a time of my life where I question my own reasoning. I frequently yield to logic, even when my heart protests, because in my mind logic will not fail you when your heart will. You can always explain a situation,decision,action  logically but is every instance a logical one? Are there not times when your heart speaks truer than your mind? Where does logic play a role in love, whatever kind of love it may be. How can your mind tell you not to pursue that girl who has given you butterflies since you met her, how can your mind explain the miracles in your life if God is not a probable explanation due to insignificant evidence, or how can your mind justify the passions that well inside of you at the slightest provocation? It is simple, it cant. For too long I have yielded to logic in matters where my heart should dominate, because in these matters it is your heart that will suffer if you make the wrong decision. Right now I am holding on dearly to something that my mind has deemed too costly but my heart has deemed it necessary. What am I going to do? I know it may be the biggest cliche in the book but I am going to follow my heart. Cliches wouldnt be so common if they didnt hold truth. If you get the chance to let go, let go of your mind and live through your heart. Not all the time, but enough time to really enjoy the pieces of this earth that deserve passion.

What a Quote

The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quite alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. As longs as this exists, and it certainly always will, I know that then there will always be comfort for every sorrow, whatever the circumstances may be. And I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles.
              - Anne Frank

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

More than one kind of mountain.

I titled this blog Mons Viator (mountain traveler) because of the unusually high amount of time I was planning on spending in the mountains this past summer. From Tekoa to Mount Rogers to Smith Mountain Lake... I traveled some mountains, let me tell ya. Sitting at home now, well into fall, I have encountered a wonderful double meaning to the term "Mons Viator". Although I am not physically at the summit of some peak or in the shaded valley of Sam's Knob I still am surrounded by mountains. Decisions that loom above me, choices that require sacrifice, goals that demand time; they are all mountains of a sort. Everyone has mountians, everyone is a "mons viator".
My point to this rambling is that we all have mountains, and at some point in time they are going to be intimidating. We will stand in that valley and look at the overpowering issue before us and want to give up, but we CAN'T. From all of my experience hiking I have come to realize that the view from the top of the mountain is always worth the work it takes to get to the top. God didnt create the panoramic views for us to idle blindly in the valley, nor did he give us the ability to achieve great things just to watch us waste away. Whatever your mountain is, face it. You won't regret it.