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Picasso's The Old Guitarist |
If you were
around in the 1970s you remember that song by Morris Albert. You are also
cringing, knowing you will have that song stuck in your head for at least the
next hour or two.
The truth is, I
never think about intense feelings without that song sneaking into my thoughts.
It always starts with the first line: “Feelings, nothing more than feelings.”
“Nothing more
than feelings.” And that’s what they usually are . . . nothing more than
feelings. But what incredible power they may hold in our lives—if we allow them
and give them that much control over our lives.
Morris Albert is
bemoaning the rampant feelings that are tearing his heart out in his song, but
are feelings necessarily a bad thing? Of course not! Feelings are what bring us
joy, happiness, satisfaction, affection, elation, and so many other wonderful
emotions as we experience the highs of life.
Feelings also
perform a critical function of warning us when we are entering a dangerous
situation or need to do something important. Have you ever experienced that feeling that something is wrong in a
relationship or a job or a place so you knew to get out just in time? Have you
ever had a feeling that someone in
your life needed you or that you needed to go ahead with a project and you
found out later that you were right on target? Those feelings are immensely
important in life.

Sometimes we can’t
help how we feel . . . nor should we. We should accept and acknowledge that
these are our feelings. But we should choose which feelings we act upon and
what path of action we follow.
We need to
remember that they are feelings . . . “nothing more than feelings.”

Don’t allow your
feelings to determine your mode of behavior. Sometimes feelings can be
wonderful and satisfying, but sometimes they lie and can shut you down. When a
feeling says, “They don’t love you or they’d show it more,” or, “She’s not your
friend or she’d be calling you to go out to lunch at least once a month,” or
anything that tempts you to walk away from the people in your life or groups
that are probably good connections, look your feelings in the eye and say, “You’re
nothing more than a feeling . . . and YOU’RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME!”
And then, for
heaven’s sake, play a happier song.
“How long, Lord?
Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?
How long must I wrestle with my thoughts
and day after day have sorrow in my heart?
How long will my enemy triumph over me? . . .
How long will you hide your face from me?
How long must I wrestle with my thoughts
and day after day have sorrow in my heart?
How long will my enemy triumph over me? . . .

my heart rejoices in your salvation.
I will sing the Lord’s praise,
for he has been good to me.”
(Psalm 13:1-2, 5-6, emphasis added)
1 comment:
I love this Picasso art...yes, I succumbed and bought one of those mass-produced art mugs for Daniel. So I'm feeling kinda tired. Think I will go home and skip yoga tonight, although it would be good for my body and spirit. Sometimes you just have to listen to your body.
Anne
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