Those three little words.

 I know…

 They obligate you to nothing.

 I know…

 They won’t cure your cold, or

fix the flat on your car, or

change the light bulb.

 I know...

They won’t do that laundry, or

wash those dishes, or

keep your boss from yelling at you.

B.U.T…

In the midst of the madness, maybe

this thought will sidle in,

“he loves me.”

And the corners of your beautiful mouth

will turn up in a smile,

and the insanity will be just a bit

more tolerable.

So,

take those three words with you.

Keep them in the back pocket of your heart.

You never know,

they could come in handy…

MWD

I have been her solace.

I have been her fortress.

I have licked her wounds.

I have kissed them healthy.

But, where is my rock?

I’m tired of working alone,

without a net.

Will you, who is new,

let me cry in your lap?

Hold me when the world

overwhelms me?

Heal the hurt

with kisses deep

and strong and loving?

If you'll do me,

I'll do you.

Prayer

Let me know, without judging.

Let me seek, without fear.

Let me give, without conditions.

Let me love, completely.

MWD

How about you?

I just finished watching "The Fisher King." I had forgotten what a wonderful movie that is. I think it's much better than Brazil, which Terry Gilliam also did. I didn't think Brazil had much of a soul, actually. Fisher King has a deep soul, full of love and romance.

Mercedes Ruehl is incredible in that film, as was Amanda Plummer. I know everyone thinks the movie belonged to Robin Williams and Jeff Bridges, but, the women were the more involving characters for me.

But, the play's the thing, right? Who was the grail, actually? How did it play out in the film? Everybody was so wounded: Parry by losing his wife to a shotgun-wielding malcontent, Jack by losing his career because of a careless comment, Anne for continuing to love Jack in spite of his selfishness, Lydia for never being brave enough to go beyond herself.

In The Fisher King, there is so much redemption. All the main characters become the grail for someone else. Jack helps Parry overcome his grief; Parry helps Lydia break out of her shell; Anne helps Jack discover how to be a real human; and Lydia helps Anne to realize how good her life is.

I always wanted to be the grail. To be the grail, you have to understand what the grail is. Most everybody knows that it's the cup that Christ drank from at the last supper. Supposedly, Joseph of Arimethea caught Christ's blood in it while he was on the cross, imbuing it with supernatural powers. Now, it's become a symbol. But, for me it's more than a symbol. Originally, the word grail had two meanings. The first was a cauldron in which children were sacrificed. Easy to see how that applies, isn't it? But the second meaning, oh, there's the kicker. It also means "cornucopia." You know, that thing we all remember from Thanksgiving; the curly thing with all the food coming out of it.

Well, not to put too fine a point on it, Christ was the grail. He was an endless outpouring of God's love on earth. Knights tried to become the grail. We can be the grail. Being the grail is like being a conduit for love. The love comes from God, or the universe, and is funneled through you and out to everyone else. You can give as much as you need because the supply is endless.

After all, the love we have for each other is the glue that binds us together as couples, and as a species. And, the love we have for God is the glue that binds us to the infinite.

Come on. Be the grail.

You know you want to.