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Eric's Sunday Sermon; Our Delight in the Micro Love

Updated on March 17, 2017

Just a mountain stream with a child yet to fully feel nature

Was he baptized on this day with all our prayers and love. Not my call, I don't have to do the heavy lifting of life I just am ordered to love.
Was he baptized on this day with all our prayers and love. Not my call, I don't have to do the heavy lifting of life I just am ordered to love. | Source

Micro love is too often felt bu unrecognized

So the man was so consumed with worry about affording a new baby that he missed the joy and love of his daughter’s birth. This is a very sad scenario indeed. It does happen. But probably it happens nearly daily for many people. No not that major of an event but what we call the smaller tiniest micro joys of life. What I call the juice or as I like to misinterpret because I like the sound “riqueza de esperanza”. My interpretation being the “richness of the dream”. (Forget any apologies for my Spanglish) But this notion of the dream to me is very significant when it comes to being in the fullness and joy of life.

First I have this wonderful spark plug Eveready bunny of a wife. Think of 200 humming birds altogether and not necessarily in harmony. Well we fell in love in Saigon she was from a small place and spent much of her life with outhouses and dirt floors for part of the home. Pretty much a disaster because of the war. She had a dream that a man would rescue her and she would have a home a child and even a car. Well that wonderful mother of my son, missed out on her dream, oh she has achieved all and more of her dream, but she was the one who rescued the man. She and her son catch the details of the little things that bring us a wealth of love. Back to the dream. I have dreams of them, no great big deal just funny stuff like a smile or a wink or a hand hold in my dreams.

So of course we are always quick to ask, “Why did God let that horrible thing happen?”. My question now is; “why did God let the most beautiful of things enter my dreams and create such loving happiness”. And why did God not make it an epic movie in the dreams with all that great stuff, and instead released the power of the small stuff giving me sight when in an older man it may have been lost?

I know my friends up and over 50 worry and consider testosterone and great youthful vitality. My wife asks me take care to find gentleness instead of strength – or are they the same? I hope that led you to close your eyes and just sigh and think of the wonderful little things in those you love.

You knew full well I would go to the amazing Nat. A treasure in my life.

I do not like to take pictures for I feel I miss a moment like this.

But my children  thank me so that is cool
But my children thank me so that is cool | Source

They learn much more than I ever know. But maybe I could help?

So my son and I are clearing our little space now for some gardening. You know the stuff, tomatoes, potatoes, carrots, spinach…. Do not forget radishes. Why? Because they come up quick and so the child learns not so much patience but “success”. That brings us to two issues. The interesting first one is the micro noticing things that a young child does. The grown man sees a forest a young boy sees the ladybug on a leaf under the trees. Yes a grown man has much to relearn from a young son. So we do the whole Dalai Lama – Tibet thing of search for bugs before clearing and then for earthy creatures while turning the soil. So the “farming” becomes more about what is and less about what may be.

The second one here is a little more fufu. The clearing of the land becomes an engagement of two. He who should lead may just as well follow and learn from he who should follow. The roles get all cloudy and shifting. In the man’s wisdom and strength should he direct the love of the earth that the boy finds himself? No, hell no! The man must drop all pretense of prior understanding and become he who follows. And my favorite book says something like following the children or trying to be like them.

Of course do not let the boy drive the car. But a garden reflecting our stewardship as set forth my our creator is exactly the right place to let go and let live.

On this notion of the smallest thing let us take a strange other look. I have been to two great situations that brought more than a level of normalcy to my senses. One was going 80+ mph down a mountain trying to win and just a little trying to live. Ok, a bunch of both. My favorite courses were all like at 10K ft. Really trippy being up in that atmosphere. Enough of that, what is relevant here is that every every every sense is peaked and seconds go my in hours. You train, you train and you train and in your spare time you train. It is so super bitchin cool to be so alive and functioning. My next was a tour of private policing in two places, Oceanside and San Ysidro San Diego County SoCal. At one o’clock am in gang and cartel controlled coming around blind dark corner and poof you are a statistic. And they got a lot of them.

The only point there is to transfer those highly understandable situations into your next walk in the grass or giving hugs in the morning or my seeming favorite – I love you and hugs out of absolutely nowhere. My young boy is starting to do it like my elder boy – maybe they got it from their moms who are awesome.

Oops my alarm just went off. So I need to get out in the sun for all that great stuff the warmth and the beauty of our sun has to offer. Definitely some dirt and smells. I know, so trivial I should not have even mentioned it, or maybe not. Oh my, my Orchid is about to bloom again. One I smuggled through customs from my wife’s fathers land in Cu Chi. Long passed, he would be happy or is. He was a good friend and I reckon still is – thinking about him is another trivial thing I should not write about.

I wonder as I watch and listen here -- what family is. Those who comment here I adopt.

Does the wrinkle effect you?

I hope who find the good in the smallest of things.
I hope who find the good in the smallest of things. | Source

Maybe you could join me in my dream that more will see the tiniest tear drop and count it a beauty.

So I have had such great pleasure writing to you of such silly matters. I like the term micro matters. I have been trained and I just cannot ignore the micro expressions from loved ones. I have kind of grown out of being a continuing jerk so most are nice to catch. I hope you adjust your brain also to catch the good ones and catch and release the bad ones.

That split second of clarity. That tiny moment of full love without interference. That wafting smell. That “Deja Vue” . That gift that we are given to capture a moment long before our “thoughts” creep in. It is so cool.

I get these feelings that hit me hard and quick. I will be damned if I could catch them on the fly. I hold up my finger and stop all that is influencing and try to see the trigger of love. Sure I miss about 50% but that leaves an awesome 50% if my math is right.

“In the blink of an eye the moment was lost”. But in the next blink of the eye the moment was seized.

I reckon as usual I took a long road around a simple but powerful truth. Within the single breath of a loved one we can receive love that transcends our senses. Time is just an is. We are far more than time. We were fully built to receive and give love even to the ladybug. A millisecond of love can bridge a deathtime. I hope you stop for a second and grasp the millisecond of love, it is worth the attention.

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      Eric Dierker 7 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Ann, let us make this a true confessional. The few years I spent in a white robe up front in a traditional type Episcopal service. I cheated. I just got all charged up looking at the faces. That view is so different than a pew. You get to see the faces of your dearest friends. The old testament has been read, the Psalm has been sung, the Epistle listened to and the Gospel read with solemnity as the word of God. So everyone is on the same page so to speak.

      And then your face is read as you prattle on in sermon fashion. It is a full on connection.

      But none of that can hold a candle to our little ones expressions that are so pure.

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      Ann Carr 7 months ago from SW England

      I love the idea of micro matters. You're so right about those little moments, those little things, all of which mean so much. And isn't it often the children who bring our attention to them? Their wonder in simple things is my joy. I do also catch little things of my own sometimes and I laugh or say something and share it - sometimes that works and sometimes the other person thinks I'm nuts. I don't mind; I'm enjoying the micro moment!

      Great thoughts, Eric!

      Ann

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      Eric Dierker 7 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Thank you Chris. I am sure your wife is still with you as a loving woman's touch is reflected in your kindness.

      What an interesting thing to regret. You point out a real truth. Our actually being someone includes our connection through expression. A touch, a word and certainly a look upon their face helps us be one. But of course now Mrs. Mills has all that from you and vice versa.

      Thank you again for your revealing and loving comment.

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      Chris Mills 7 months ago from Maple City, Michigan

      There is one micro moment I missed and regret it, but it was not for lack of trying to be there. It just happened. It was the moment my wife passed. After being awake for more than 24 hours, I fell asleep on the couch by the hospital bed in our living room and missed it. But there is much I didn't miss, and I thank you for reminding me of the 50% I was there for. It all seems so random, the seeing, the missing. Thanks for all the excellent thoughts.

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      Eric Dierker 8 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Hi Nadine, that really is my son with his two big sisters and his mom and I. The land with that pristine stream has been in my family since the late 40's. We really did Christen him right there. Actually more like an infant baptism.

      Thanks for coming by and sharing your thoughts.

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      Nadine May 8 months ago from Cape Town, Western Cape, South Africa

      I love that first photo of the baby being held over a running stream. Yes like John says: Good things often come in small packages. Thanks for sharing your thoughts here.

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      Eric Dierker 8 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Denise, my wife does not at all like it when I buy her flowers. It just goes against her culture and ideas. So I have taken her to task. I help my son pick her our roses and present them all nice like. You know what, I do not think she has ever verbally thanked me. But she dotes over our young son like he is her knight on a white horse. I admit, that I cry when she does. Little things are huge things. Give a hug to your man for me and thank him for smiling at you in the morning.

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      Eric Dierker 8 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Dora, I have about five friends of mine that talk on the phone. I our fun game is to get mad at the other for not returning calls. So silly to waste precious communicating time worrying about such things.

      My adult children and I give space. And so when we connect it is really special.

      That old time, not immediate right now communication, I think is a better way to go. The heart does not time diminish.

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      Dora Weithers 8 months ago from The Caribbean

      After the death of my mother, someone called to express his sympathy. We grew up in the same village, but was not in the habit of speaking to each other. Since then, we have had delightful conversations, and yesterday we were blaming each other for our previous non-communication. Finally we agreed that it does not matter now. The beauty of the moment is more precious than anything from any other time.

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      Denise W Anderson 8 months ago from Bismarck, North Dakota

      It is the little things we do that make the biggest differences. I was with my husband at the store and he asked if I needed anything. Just ahead was a display of fresh flowers and I said, " Yes. I need some fresh flowers." We walked over to the display and I picked out the ones that had caught my eye and he bought them for me. Now, every time I look at them I feel his love.

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      Eric Dierker 8 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Hi Dana, your are at a place and space in time that you face the challenge of being aloof to the worldly -- or at least called that. That is why I like being the lawyer on the boards I sit on. I get down to the nitty gritty Kick Butt and Take Names.

      When in the real me, I think that if we held hands and sang Kumbaya and prayed on it together we would make very good decisions. Funny isn't it.

      My brother Brian said to me once on a creek crossings. You either hop(e) some rocks buddy or get your boots wet slogging. Actually both methods brought exhilaration and happy.

      It is good to get pleasure and love from both areas of our life. And the small stuff is what makes them great.

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      Dana Tate 8 months ago from LOS ANGELES

      I loved the beautiful words you spoke of your wife having dreams of someone rescuing her yet she rescued you. The both of you are lucky you have found each other you appear to be very happy. I loved this Sermon from you it was almost poetic in a way.

      There was a time when I was so busy chasing after success that I didn't realize I was living life but not enjoying it. I was in a constant state of worry over everything. When some of my friends and family started leaving this earth in their 30's and 40's or having strokes I had to stop and think.

      Now I realize that because I won't live in this life forever chasing success is not as important as enjoying every little moment. The best things in life are free. This was a perfect Sermon and as always you were right on time with this message.

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      Eric Dierker 8 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Thank you Venkatachari, one of the joyful things I do is meditate on a place in nature. Just plain go there. It creates a perfect observation rather than doing things.

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      Venkatachari M 8 months ago from Hyderabad, India

      Very nice and interesting sermon. Noticing micro love and happiness is a kind of blissful experience. It is a good message to people to care and experience these feelings in tiny to tiniest things. Thanks for this message.

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      Eric Dierker 8 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Yeah well Ruby, he just creamed me in soccer after I whooped him in marbles. But we did tromp through some weedish plants and kick up some of those dandelions helicopter deals. What fun.

      Our "pressed rose" just was unveiled perfectly on our card stock for mom-- We just love I love you cards to mom for no reason.

      You just made me think of the women who have thought they "settled" for a man. Not a great accomplisher - but then again yes in the little ways a man is good.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 8 months ago from Southern Illinois

      I loved that you stopped to see the bug under the leaf. Aww the eye's of a child can teach us so much if we take the time to look. I love ladybugs, and for the life of me, I cannot kill one in my house. I also have a ladybug toe ring, It's the micro/little things that make us the happiest.

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      Eric Dierker 8 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Linda I always think of the kitchen as a little boy and all the little stuff my mom would do while cooking. I got to beat things and roll things and stir things. Licking that old wooden spoon. And my mom and I tasting all the ingredients from vinegar to confectioner's sugar. Really tiny little things. The goodies that went into making goodies.

      Do not even get me started on no grandchildren ;-)

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      Eric Dierker 8 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Bill, you got those little quail and little seeds to plant. You just made me realize that when we use the term little it almost sounds demeaning. Like my big stuff is more important than his little stuff. Maybe it is that stuff that makes us not want to deal with people stuff. I am right behind you on the loving learning curb.

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      Linda Lum 8 months ago from Washington State, USA

      Good morning Eric. I love this article! "And a little child will lead them" is a wonderful verse. Seeing the world through the eyes of a child really helps us refocus on the micro beauty, the little everyday things that we "adults" would otherwise ignore or miss all together.

      I like the expression "richness of the dream." So much content in those three words. Worth thinking about.

      Four of my nieces and nephews have recently been blessed with grandchildren--how I long for that blessing, but it probably will never occur. I will just need to take the wise words you gave us today, slow down a bit, and absorb the "richness of the dream" on my own.

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      Eric Dierker 8 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      John it is good to hear from you. I hope all is going well with your moving situation.

      In working on this piece I was moved into the direction of "ignoring". Not ignorance. But an actually effort to ignore the little things that send us the love for sure but we chose to get something done - instead of the doing of the thing. Sorry a little too deep even for me ;-)

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      Eric Dierker 8 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Yes yes Mel. Those little things. Your articles are written sentence by sentence. Each a little nugget of fun.

      It just hit me that there also must be a balance of too much attention to detail. Especially when managing someone. Once again you have brought much to my sermon and added more to mull.

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      Bill Holland 8 months ago from Olympia, WA

      "Even to the ladybug"....hey, I happen to love ladybugs, and consider them to be the royalty of the bug world....and I gotta tell ya, it's easier, some days, to love a ladybug more than it is some folks...but that just means I have work to do in the love department...so off I go to work!

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      John Hansen 8 months ago from Queensland Australia

      Many people ignore the little things though they are actually what make love and family moments special. Good things often come in small packages. You always cause us to reflect on what is really important in life. Thank you, Eric my friend.

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      Mel Carriere 8 months ago from San Diego California

      I had a ladybug in my Postal Vehicle other day, and I nudged her out to freedom. I had an alligator lizard beneath my shoe yesterday - now those are nasty, ill-tempered brutes, but I scooted him along to freedom as well. The joy of my job is I get to see the micro every day, and I find things people never know are there. If I sometimes get the wrong letter in the wrong box as a consequence of focusing on the little - sue me. Or write your Congressman.

      Being a steward of the Earth is what it's all about. You teach your boy well.

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      Eric Dierker 8 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      (I am sorry people who are left with wrong understanding about micro aggressions I will address such matters that I have studied for a lifetime. But today/tonight let us look for the tiniest of love which is the grandest)