Friday, May 14, 2010

What Love means to a 4-8 year old . . .

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds,

What does love mean?

The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.


Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.

Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)


When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love.

Rebecca- age 8


When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.

Billy - age 4


Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.

Karl - age 5


Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.

Chrissy - age 6


Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.

Terri - age 4


Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.

Danny - age 7


Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss.

Emily - age 8


If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.

Nikka - age 6

(we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)


Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.

Noelle - age 7


Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.

Tommy - age 6


During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.
He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore.

Cindy - age 8


My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.

Clare - age 6


Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.

Elaine-age 5


Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.

Chris - age 7


Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.

Mary Ann - age 4


I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.

Lauren - age 4


When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.' (what an image)

Karen - age 7


You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.

Jessica - age 8


And the final one

The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.

Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.

When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,

Nothing, I just helped him cry.

Friday, February 26, 2010

A Vision For a New Blog

Sitting in a meeting yesterday, I had a flood of ideas for topics I would like to write about.

I believe in the importance of vision and passion. Sometimes, I wonder if it's all I'm passionate about: the idea of vision and passion. In the Bible, the apostle Paul writes,
"And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love." (1 Corinthians 13:13)
I equate faith with trust ("the substance of things hoped for"), hope with vision (the anti-status quo virtue, the power to see things as they are and believe in the possibility of something better), and love with passion. I'll break these apart in future posts, but very little is more important to me than faith, hope, and love, trust, vision, and passion. And of these, passion is the best.

This is not my first, second, or even tenth blog. Well, maybe my tenth. The internet is littered with my angsty pubescent thoughts and a Seth hater would find no shortage of ammunition online to mock me if she were willing to look.

Most recently, I have had 2 blogs--a "personal" blog for espousing my various and sundry opinions and a "creative writing" blog for archiving my poems, stories, and other creative piece--but both have been mostly neglected for the past several years. Recent posts have mostly amounted to apologies for not posting and promises to post more. Rather than continue that trend, I have decided to start fresh with a new blog.

In this blog, I intend to carefully dissect all of my passions and visions and the ideas of passion and vision themselves.

Possible future topics:
  • The difference between accessibility and usability
  • Interpersonal relationships
  • The role of the church in its community
  • Generation Y
  • Principles of design
  • Sex
  • Drugs
  • Rock and roll
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