“All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.”
~ J.R.R. Tolkien
Those who regularly follow this blog know that I frequently post about things virtuous, one’s character, and living your values. I like to believe that what is shared helps people to consider more closely, who they are and how they choose to align with what really matters. What I don’t often post about are equally important yet much more abstract subjects.
Like time. And love.
Both are tricky concepts; topics that are part qualitative, subjective, and open to individual interpretation – rather than easy to grasp and apply. Typically, I leave the abstract to philosophers, debaters, and those who like to express their strongly held opinions.
But when I came across the images that accompany this post, I couldn’t ignore their respective messages. Thus, my choosing to share the following short story which relates to the photos. The story is neither new nor original; it’s been circulating the Internet for a while.
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for Love.
Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment. When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat.
Love said, “Richness, can you take me with you?” Richness answered, “No, I can’t. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you.” Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. “Vanity, please help me!” “I can’t help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat,” Vanity answered.
Sadness was close by so Love asked, “Sadness, let me go with you.” “Oh…Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!” Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.
Suddenly, there was a voice. “Come, Love, I will take you.” It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went his own way.
Realizing how much was owed the elder, Love asked Knowledge, another elder, “Who helped me?” “It was Time,” Knowledge answered. “Time?” asked Love. “But why did Time help me?” Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, “Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is.”
My hope for you is that while you may appreciate the story, take to heart the wisdom in the words that accompany each of the images.