Liberty Mutual Commercial

I'm still making my list of 1,000 gifts.  Gifts that largely go unnoticed to the outsider but find their way in black and white in my little book.  This book, this act of writing the gifts, has become one of the single most cathartic, emotional, difficult, joy bringing, transforming acts of quietness I have ever done ... in my life ... my whole 45 years of life.  I'm on #190.

One of the entries in my book was a name ... just a name.  This name brought me fresh air and it would have been criminal not to write it as gift #154.  This name is a stranger to me.  He's from Scotland.  I love the accent.

A few words spoken with this antique accent from an honest place made such a simple impact:

Don't look back.  Move forward.

Right now, I don't have a clue what that means.  I think I do a good job of not looking back ... on mistakes, on hurts, on what - ifs, on people.  I would also like to think that moving forward is what I do ... I always stay in a perpetual forwardness.  However, this Scottish stranger's words' are lingering in the air.

Don't look back.  Move forward.

If this works, I hope you can click on the below link.  I love American commercials.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BQr8bkuPZDs

I love the background music, I'm Only Human, by the popular 80's band Human League.  Here are some of the phrases in this 30 second spot that speak to me:

"We are imperfect creatures living in a beautifully imperfect world."
"Sometimes the little things get us, other times the not so little."
"When one of us messes up, someone else comes along to help us out."

Isn't that what life looks life for those who follow Jesus, read and want to do what the the Book says out of love and not law, are in the process of becoming more and more like Him?  Let's face it ... we are imperfect!  Sometimes, things - no matter the size - get us.  When one of us messes up ... shouldn't another come along to help?  This should kinda be a commercial for "the church".

I look back.  I want to move forward ... but sometimes the things - no matter the size - get me.  And, when life is messy ... I need someone to help me out.  Go ahead ... call me human!

Being human and still counting,
Christina