Greetings Dear Reader,
At some point we decided that promises were not enough so we
made stronger promises and called them vows.
We applied these new and improved promises to solemn occasions. We pick out lofty words. We intone these words in front of
witnesses.
Vows are a big deal.
They are words that are supposed to be forged in the titanium of the
soul. They must be etched into who we
are when we speak them. They are taken voluntarily. Once forged, vows are permanent unless they
contain a terminus.
And yet we break
them. I have broken sacred vows. I have had others break vows them have made
to me. In the darkness of the heart and deception
of the mind we decided that the vows we make are breakable. We rationalize, justify, and lie to make
breaking those vows palatable to our souls.
We don’t seek the permission of the witnesses. We don’t honor the person or people to whom
we make the vow. We convince ourselves
that what we want is a priority over the vows we make to others.
I have learned through failure and pain that breaking vows
leaves a permanent mark on me. I think
as humans we know that this is the case and it why we hold vows in such solemn
esteem when making them. A vow is sacred
and our abandonment of it never makes it null and void.
It
Ain’t Yours to Throw Away – Clare Bowen & Sam Palladio
That same road that brought you here
Will sure as hell take you home
The life you left behind will have you back
You're tired of paying dues in worn out shoes
And Broadway blues
And any fool will tell you
The damn ol' deck is stacked
What if you're just a vessel?
And God gave you something special
It ain't yours to throw away
It ain't yours to throw away
Every time you open up your mouth
Diamonds come rolling out
It ain't yours to throw away
No...
And all of the players, the movers, and shakers
The story maker suits have gone home
You drew the last slot
You thought it was your shot
But now it's just one more chance blown
What if you're just a vessel?
And God gave you something special
It ain't yours to throw away
It ain't yours to throw away
Every time you open up your mouth
Diamonds come rolling out
It ain't yours to throw away
No...
And our town is cold as January
Life comes true, and dreams get buried
Every day...
Destiny won't be denied
It ain't yours to throw away
No, it ain't yours to throw away
'Cause every time you open up your mouth
Diamonds come rolling out
It ain't yours to throw away
It ain't yours to throw away ...
Throw away
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
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