The love you take is equal to the love you make
I woke up today with a song in my head.
The album is Abbey Road.
The Beatles.
1969
The song…The End.
The lyrics…And in the end the love you take is equal to the love you make.
When I was younger I thought it referred to romantic love.
I guess it can mean whatever it says to me.
Right?
Today it says the love…generocity..kindness…a helping hand…a thoughtful word…a loving touch.
We dispense these tiny acts of humanity with no more thought than we would toss a leftover scrap of meat to the dog.
We I do…did.
Some people…my dear wife…must put more thought into it.
Never wondering when they will come back.
Never caring if they come back.
Never thinking about what it feels like to be on the other end of that random or planned act of kindness.
I know now.
I appreciate it now.
I’m grateful for what it has taken to open my eyes.
Is there some cosmic balance…a heavenly scorecard?
You spent 35 years of giving so now you are entitled to 25 years of receiving?
Funny thing…eyes open..I want to be a more conscious giver now.
Not so it will build back up my “rewards”.
But because I understand how good it feels to be on the receiving end.
I thank God for opening my eyes.
Maybe this is what Roman’s 12 means when it says, “Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world but be transformed by the renewing of your mind…”
Were the Beatles theologians?
Or is it just my perspective that has changed?
