November 4 is the blog blast for peace day. I have participated for years. I am usually good about writing my post ahead of time and just posting on the day. This year I spaced prior to the day. I am having a hard time keeping focused on more than one thing at a time. I set down my crown as the Queen of multi tasking. But, peace is important whether I blog on the correct day or not.
The theme this year is "Peace and the power of love." Sounds simple at first. But, as I dive deeper into my thoughts it occurs to me how over used the term love is. We only have one word for love and it becomes a catch all for many types of feelings. I love potatoes - never met one I didn't like, I love my handsome hubby, my children, my friends, plants, trees and learning among an entire array of things, but I don't love them in the same way.
Loving people is so much more complicated than being enamored with your favorite slice of pie. I don't have to think about enjoying the pie. Loving people is a choice. Some days it comes easily, other days not so much. I love my kids. There is not much I wouldn't do for them but some days I don't like them very much. When they are rebelling, mouthing off, making poor decisions (in my opinion), etc. I love them anyway. They can express themselves because they know no matter what I will love them. It is their safety net.
Taking that a step further how do I love the stranger on the street, the annoying co-worker, the bully, the person who doesn't like me? And that I believe is the key to peace through the power of love. Some days I am successful at it. Other days I fall terribly short. It's a choice. Each day I wake up and say thank you. I try to live from a place of gratitude. I try to choose love and when I do that brings a sense of peace. If I can bring joy to one person and that person brings joy to the next from one loving act, peace would spread like the ripple effects of a stone thrown into a calm lake. What if we each chose love?