What simple joys...

[KeilCoppes]

I'm sitting here watching a movie with Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan and watching the children go by. Flowers, fish in plastic bags, children's books, and sunshine - the smiles and dreams are worth mountains. :^)

Even the sunshine and fresh air, the smells from the kitchen as dinner is finished..... Why is it the simple things of life are so priceless? :^)

-kc

 

[klewlis]

Is it Sleepless in Seattle? Or You've Got Mail? lol those two like to do movies together.

Chesterton says that God loves repetition, and I'm sure that's why we appreciate the simple things in life. He says:
"A child kicks his legs rhythmically through excess, not absence, of life. Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, 'Do it again'; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, 'Do it again' to the sun; and every evening, 'Do it again' to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy precisely separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we."

 

[KeilCoppes]

"A child kicks his legs rhythmically through excess, not absence, of life. Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, 'Do it again'; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, 'Do it again' to the sun; and every evening, 'Do it again' to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy precisely separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we."

How exquisite! Maybe that's it - not monotony, but the yearning for the unchanging eternal principle of joy in something, of quality in something created for just the pleasure of it all. Even the ephemeral can express the eternal. :^)

ps - (YGM) (all right, they can revoke my man card now! I'll have to go into hiding!)

-kc

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"Is there someone else?"
"No, but there is the dream of someone else. :^)"

 

[klewlis]

hey if chesterton can be sappy, so can the rest of you men!

that is one of my favourite passages of his.

what is YGM?

 

[KeilCoppes]

"You've Got Mail".

 

[klewlis]

oh! lol. i should have figured that out.

that movie was cute. but then, i'm a girl...

 

[Living4Him03]

ah the abstract rational get yourself an infj and she can watch meg and tom movies with you and ponder the meaning of life as well

 

[KeilCoppes]

ah the abstract rational get yourself an infj and she can watch meg and tom movies with you and ponder the meaning of life as well

.... Ouch. You know, I can probably get the monk's cowl at a discount if I shop around. There's this monastary in Greece - probably hard to get pizza up the mountain there, though....

ps - Rational idealist, actually. Even poets can be down-to earth engineers. How did daVinci ever survive?

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"In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king."
-Erasmus​

 

[Spicy McHaggis]

My simple pleasure is a can of Coke. NOT PEPSI. Because when you're 3,000 miles from home in a third world country and you don't speak the language, everybody still knows what a Coke is, and you can sit there on the sidewalk in the blistering sun and taste a little bit of home.

Then when you get home, you can pull the red can out of the fridge, and sit there on your couch and remember all the people you met while you were on your missions trips.

 

[KeilCoppes]

My simple pleasure is a can of Coke. NOT PEPSI. Because when you're 3,000 miles from home in a third world country and you don't speak the language, everybody still knows what a Coke is, and you can sit there on the sidewalk in the blistering sun and taste a little bit of home.

:^) Isn't it funny that they know what a Coke is in Honduras, but in Texas they have to ask you what kind of coke?
-kc

 

[wvmtnkid]

You've Got Mail--Great movie choice! I have lost count how many times I have watched that movie. And I still shed a small tear everytime she has to close her book shop and she looks back to see herself with her mother, twirling. *sniff*

Ok, back to the topic. Simple pleasures. One of the reasons I asked a co-worker to make me an adirondack chair was so that I could sit in the morning sun this summer in the early morning and enjoy a cup of coffee while enjoying the stillness of the day. That's priceless to me. Or being up early on the beach in the mornings, watching the sun come up over the ocean. Or at night, watching the sun set. While man make some beautiful creations, they cannot not compare to what our God can create, seemly for the simple pleasure of His children.

 

[Spicy McHaggis]

:^) Isn't it funny that they know what a Coke is in Honduras, but in Texas they have to ask you what kind of coke?
-kc

I'm trying to break the habit of calling it "pop". But up here, when you say soda, people look at you like you've got three heads.

 

[Living4Him03]

I was just being silly My boyfriend has got me reading this personalities book and I've gotten all into it so now I'm analyzing everyone *sigh*

My simple pleasure is ben and jerry's fudge brownie ice cream...mmmmmmmmmmmmm good!

 

[mina]

my current simple pleasure is extreme herbal mint toothpaste from Crest. That and shopping for rich people's perfectly good, in style, cast off, like new, clothes from the goodwill.

 

[Learnin'2-4Give]

My simple pleasures......ah, singin' along with the music in the car on my way to work.......opening a can of Play-Dough and taking a whiff--ahhhh........checking my e-mail...............having my cat "bonk" into my leg...........

There are lots of them really!

---Learnin'

 

[esseJ]

For me, it's climbing Bat Rock and sitting up there with a book as the wind blowsin my face....

 

[klewlis]

sitting in my big blue comfy chair with my afghan that my grandma made, reading my book.

eating cheese and raisins.

painting my toenails.

buying daffodils in the spring.

suntanning.

baby hugs.

having coffee with good friends.

caramel chocolate lattes and white chocolate mochas.

buying a new book.

stationery stores.

getting lost on purpose, just to see what's out there.


hm... there are so many more that i can't think of them all right now...

 

[fishstix]

I'm trying to break the habit of calling it "pop". But up here, when you say soda, people look at you like you've got three heads.

Why try to break the habit? It is pop

 

[goodgirl]

ohmygoodness, I just emailed that Chesterton around the world. Including to myself.

Simple pleasures:
My first view in the morning:
The bright sunshine through my sheers
The flag rippling outside my window
The birds going CRAZY singing.
The green eyes of my very one-person cat peering at me over my blankets, purring like a Ferrarri.
The humor of my coworkers.
Emailing friends who live far away.
Giving my dogs tummy wubs.
Apples and peanut butter.
Good coffee!!!
Paying the bills... sounds weird, but I love it when I can do it w/o cringing.
Sleeping in.
The wake-up alarm on my cell phone, which is the James Bond Theme Song.
Fight Songs... everybody needs 'em!
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[klewlis]

ohmygoodness, I just emailed that Chesterton around the world. Including to myself.

lol. yes, my family and friends can always tell when I'm in the middle of something by Chesterton, because I am constantly sending them quotes and passages. Here is another great one:

"The truth is, that all genuine appreciation rests on a certain mystery of humility and almost of darkness. The man who said, 'Blessed is he that expecteth nothing, for he shall not be disappointed,' put the eulogy quite inadequately and even falsely. The truth is, 'Blessed is he that expecteth nothing, for he shall be gloriously surprised.' The man who expects nothing sees redder roses than common men can see, and greener grass, and a more startling sun. Blessed is he that expecteth nothing, for he shall possess the cities and the mountains; blessed is the meek, for he shall inherit the earth. Until we realize that things might not be, we cannot realize that things are. Until we see the background of darkness we cannot admire the light as a single and created thing. As soon as we have seen that darkness, all light is lightening, sudden, blinding, and divine. Until we picture nonentity we underrate the victory of God, and can realize none of the trophies of His ancient war. It is one of the million wild jests of truth that we know nothing until we know nothing."