Follow Fearless Love

I ended my blog yesterday with TTYL (talk to you later).  I remember using that a lot when talking with friends on AIM in high school.  We used TTYL, BRB, and LYLAS fairly regularly. I specifically remember LYLAS and NMH in notes we passed at school.  I found some old notes in my old room at mom's house not too long ago.  Notes about nothing, but at the time the notes were about everything.

I specifically remember watching Winnie the Pooh as a child and Tigger saying "TTFN, ta ta for now!". I think he may have been the original abbreviator of phrases, the antecedent to our now popular text talk.


I'm in Tuscaloosa for the night.  I was blessed with a good dinner with Mom and Jamey.  I really cannot express how much I love my family.  I appreciate them so much more now than I did when I was younger. I didn't realize how amazing they all are or what they really mean to me. Ah, sappy, emotional. But it's true.  I have so much love for them it hurts sometimes.

So being at home means sleeping in my old room.  It means seeing all the things that I left here.  It still blows me away how much "stuff" I didn't bring with me.  I'm definitely feeling nostalgic.  I found a Bible my mom gave me over 10 years ago.  It was stuffed with morning watches from summer camps...from camps I attended as a camper and from camps I worked as a counselor or as a member of summer team.

When the North Alabama Conference Youth Council still planned the summer camps (sr. high mainly) they chose the theme by theme committee.  The one year I served on theme committee we got stuck on "Love ______ us". Love blanks us. Hmmmm.  It eventually turned into "Follow Fearless Love".  Tonight I found the compass that Danny gave each of the team members that year. It still has the verse of the summer attached (and I don't plan on taking it off anytime soon). II John 6 : "....this is the commandment, as you have heard from the beginning, that you follow love."

You may see a pattern here eventually (if you can create a pattern with only two blogs). Love.  I think that is what my whole purpose in life is about...not that anyone really ever figures out their true purpose.  But if I could figure out a purpose at all, it is to live love, show love, experience love, breath love....fearlessly.  Being fearless is easier said than done.  For me, let's change the word fear to worry.

That's me.  I'm a worrier. not warrior, but worry-er. I worry, then say a breath prayer.  The worry always seems to creep in though.

Anyway...needless to say, the bible, the morning watches, the compass and a pile of letters that people sent to me while I was at camp are coming back to Birmingham with me tomorrow. Oh! I can't forget the care notes.  I kept every singe care bag I have made....since I was 16 at least. There's a lot of love in those bags. Love.

II John 6 : "....this is the commandment, as you have heard from the beginning, that you follow love."

TTFN