What Is The Good Life?

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Written by Morgan

Ripples

What is The Good Life?

If someone came to your door with a bouquet of roses and an oversized check for 100 Million dollars, what would you do? Would this be a blessing or a curse? So often we believe that the acquisition of Much is what we truly want; that having more is far better than having little, but is affluence and the attainment of wealth what we truly seek? Is it ultimately satisfying? Does it fill the heart, mind, body and soul with that incomparable sense of accomplishment and purpose that drives us?

Or is Less truly More?

What is the plan for our life? The vision that is intended that will satisfy all of our needs, not merely monetary ones, but those that keep us questing after the intangible. In this season of plenty, when the harvest comes under the sickle and is gathered in before the long, dark night of winter, should we perhaps take stock of what we have and what we are being given? Plenty… yet, what is Plenty? Is it just enough to meet our needs, keep us from being hungry, cover our heads from the wind and the rain, or is it excessiveness that compels us to desire more?

If what we have is truly enough; if what we wake up with in the first light of day gets us through the day, keeps our tummies from rumbling and our beds warm at night, then what do we do with the excess? Do we even consider it excess? Shouldn’t we consider it excess? Because, perhaps there is someone, somewhere,human or animal, who doesn’t have enough to make it through the day. Maybe somewhere, someone has a rumbling tummy and is cold, wet, afraid. Maybe the excess we have could take that gnawing pain away, if we extended it. Twenty dollars may seem inconsequential to you or I, but what if that twenty dollars, or ten dollars, or fifty dollars meant the world wouldn’t stop turning for someone?

Balance is the true design of the universe. We know this; it is inexorably written on our hearts and into the very fabric of our beings, which is why we are filled with such inexpressible joy when we are able to touch the life of someone else and make a difference. What we are given in excess is precisely what someone else needs, for the precise reason that we can give it and be blessed in the giving. It is this inscrutable mystery that binds us together and makes each one of us absolutely necessary.

It is our own generosity that will generate an abundance in our hearts, minds and spirits of those things that truly give satisfaction. Joy. Love. And that Sense of Accomplishment, that Awareness of Purpose we all desire and strive for, and which, inescapably, makes us hungry for more. It is a circle, a rhythm of balance, a wheel, but whatever you choose to call it, it is what keeps life turning. We are given blessings so that we may bless others and be blessed by the giving in return. Even the thought goes round and round.

So the next time you are about to buy that extra cup of coffee at Starbucks simply because you have an extra fiver, or when you decide to schedule a manicure because you got an extra large tip or a bonus, take stock of the harvest of plenty that has been laid store for you and consider what small ripples you may generate in the Sea of Change.

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~Morgan~

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16 Comments

  1. Beautiful, Morgan, thought provoking. We recently met the nuns & volunteers outside our local grocery. They were collecting foods for the Home of the Elderly. They handed out a very short list of things they needed. We proceeded to buy what was on the list and came out with a huge bag of food. Now, don’t get me wrong, I am not bragging nor boasting. I did this because it was what my heart told me was right. I can put food on my table without blinking an eye and it makes my heart cry that so many cannot. The best part of all of this….the expressions on the Nuns & volunteer’s faces. You see, their shopping cart was mostly empty. And that saddened me. So, yes, the next time you have an extra buck or three, think about donating food to your local pantry or dog/cat food to an animal shelter. We need to take care of our own….

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    1. Thank You Dorinda for your Beautiful Heart and for Sharing with those less fortunate, both in action and in your story, which is a Perfect Addition to this post. We are usually blessed far more than we take time to realize.

      Thanks Ever So ❤

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  4. Reblogged this on georgeforfun and commented:
    set up my own charter school, hire the best and brightest, innovative teachers who care more about students that money, after splitting 50% between St Judes and LeBonHeur in Memphis, TN
    Keep nothing, my Clan and I have all we will ever need, especially since we still work, well, except my middle Son, he just builds houses in Haiti(he’ll kill me later)))))))))

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  6. I would give 95% away to help disabled veterans, broken families, the elderly and programs to help those who are incarcerated to help their change, of course they would have to be in there for minor offenses, and I would set up homes for battered women and their families. Sooner or later we all need a helping had, If you give to others God will give to you in return from his storehouse! I have found as get older that less worldly things and desires bring blessings of peace to my day! Thanks for sharing Morgan. Have a wonderful day1

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    1. I love your plan 🙂 You are right, helping others helps ourselves. Just like Scrooge found out in A Christmas Carol lol 😉 Blessings and Joy, Friend !

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  8. Very thought provoking. My husband and I love doing RAC’s (random acts of kindness). Your point about generosity is right on. Generosity can come in many forms, but though the receiver benefits, the giver walks away with the greatest gift.

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