Leading to the Death

… (previous post Death of a Dream)

To be clear I would absolutely move abroad in a heartbeat.  I still love the idea of an Ex-Pat life, and I still dream of living in a warm place near the beach and not paying millions of dollars. I love serving people, helping people, loving people. 

It's just that….

I want to love people freely.  I don't want to give them things with the price tag of believing what I believe,  listening to what I think, or changing themselves to live to my idea of morality.  I want to just love them because they have value.  I want them to know they have value…. and that I see it.  I don't want to have an agenda, an agenda of any kind.  I don't want to manipulate.  I don't want to convince anybody of anything.  I want my love to be freely given, and able to be freely accepted.  I want to love people where they are without the idea that they need to grow, or be better, or do better. 

Once I realized that, it wasn't a huge jump to realize, my missionary days were over.  And thus…. the Death, the very tragic death of my life long dream.  It has been a lot of changing how I think of the world…. how think of my life, and how I think of loving people. 

I have a new mission statement for my life…. "What is the most loving choice".  Cause…………. Love……….

How can you go wrong with love?