A Dodo's Conundrum

Well, I was going to try to work on writing something about flight, on a whim, both because it relates to the title of this blog, which is from the song Australia by The Shins, and because a friend recommended it. But somehow, writing about it just couldn't come. I couldn't quite write about it in a fictional sense, simply because I can't quite comprehend what it would be like, and it would increase my longing too much. And any other sense of talking about flight just seemed too boring to me. Don't you hate it when you love something so much, it seems like the PERFECT thing to write about, yet it just doesn't work? Quite aggravating. Or taking it away from a writing sense, something you love so much but you can't do anything to make it work, so you just gotta give up? It's not fun in the least, but oftener then not it's for the better. I wouldn't be writing this blog right here right now if I hadn't tried and failed! I wouldn't have some friends I have now if I hadn't tried and failed.
It's an interesting concept. Sometimes the best way to show love of something is to let it go. Sounds harsh, I know, but love is a strange thing. It can manifest in many many ways. Love for a best friend, like, per say, a certain friend who is a follower of this blog, and is super freaking awesome :P it manifests as a great friendship, as massive caring, but it doesn't go into the lower, "creepy" levels of love. And then there's love for a family member, you're great friends, you care about eachother, and you love eachother like a brother, or a son, etc. But it still doesn't get too the mushy "creepiness" of it all. And then there's romantic love, filled with caring, great friendship, and even a bit of the "creepy" mushy stuff. Many would say that is the epitomy of love, romantic love. And there was a time when I may have agreed that romantic love is the most love you can show. But if I ever did, which I regret, that time is past. There is a greater love, something that comes next, something that can come from either a friend, a family member, or a lover. Sacrifice. Jesus sacrifice His life on the cross to take upon ALL of our sins, to show His love for us, to bring US into glory with His Father in Heaven. That, my friends, is love. And in a lesser sense of the same way, doing what's right for someone, even if it hurts you, so long as it can help them, because you love them too much to see them hurt. It's almost more tough that way, living for them to be happy, but at the same time suffering like a sacrifice. I'm in no way saying it's more loving than what Jesus did when He died for us, but it can be tougher at times. But that, my friends, is true love.