Here at Lulu’s Musings the majority of posts have to do with Maine, travel, food and tablescapes, fun stuff that I enjoy sharing. Every now and then, however, I have to share words about something that invades my thoughts and won’t let go like this line from Richard Rohr’s book Radical Grace:
What we love the most often gives us the greatest pain.
I read that sentence again and again, each time being hit with a new thought. Among the first was of family and friends and the mutual pain we may have caused one another. That is the worst kind of pain, the kind we least want to experience.
While my first thoughts may have been ones about relationships, they went immediately to other areas where what we love causes uncomfortable pain. More and more I’m realizing that the physical activities that I have loved for years are leaving pain in their wake.
I love tennis, but these days I know that when a hard match is over I am going to feel joints tightening up and will need an extra dose of Aleve to soften the pain. The same is true following a session of yoga or pilate’s where there are moves that don’t come so easily any more. Even taking long walks can sometimes be a challenge. Mention any physical discomfort and the response is, “Well, that’s what happens as you get older.” Age seems to be what is blamed for so much of what causes pain, and I rebel against that notion every day.
In no area of my life do I want what I love to cause pain, either mental or physical, yet I’m keenly aware that what Richard Rohr says is true. How I wish it weren’t so! Is it the same for you?
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