The true meaning of passion...

It was Palm Sunday today (technically yesterday). A more archaic name is also "Passion Sunday"... because the Sunday traditionally marks the beginning of the countdown to Jesus' betrayal, arrest, trial, execution, and resurrection... a wretched injustice, yet a fulfillment of Christ's own God-ordained destiny.

The essence of passion is not a corny soap opera or some physical longing to get your freak on.

The essence of true passion is to suffer... modern English derives the word from the Latin word passus, the past participle of the word pat... "to suffer". (haha, my sister would be proud... her foreign language req is Latin).

Nobody likes to suffer. It boggles the mind to think that a person would willingly choose to suffer; especially a person who had every reason of human logic to not do so.

But He willingly made that choice.

Our minds struggle to comprehend it. And when I think about the people and the activities that really matter and I remember that life can often be painfully and unexpectedly limited... I realize that as human beings, very few things merit our devotion, our willingness to sacrifice and suffer... our passion.

I suppose everyone, including myself, should give more thought to what they're really passionate about... because devoting your life to something undeserving in the end would be quite sad...
posted by G at 2:07 AM   |

in?scrip?tion (n-skrip-shun)n.
1. The act or an instance of inscribing.
2. Something, such as the wording on a coin, medal, monument, or seal, that is inscribed.
3. A short, signed message in a book or on a photograph given as a gift.
4. The usually informal dedication of an artistic work.
5. Jeremiah 31:33