Dedication

Just finished Oliver Twist, the recent cinematic piece. Good movie. I should read the book.

I thought a bit over the concept portrayed in that of love manifested despite dire consequences. I know that it is customary, in the act of exchanging confessions of loyalty, to exchange vows that include the sacrificing of life for the sake of the other.

I think I'm just wishing to express, though I've no specific certain inclination as to with whom I will eventualy exchange vows of such magnitude. I wish to express my hope and desire and, at the least, professed commitment. It seems when it comes to specifics talk is cheap. I mean I can say all I want about promises or desires as to the extremities I intend to go and the items I'd be willing to sacrifice and, not that the intentions are not real, rather they are simply unproven. I supose I'm just giving a kind of open prayer to God that I'd be willing and capable and prepared to actually walk the walk when the time comes for walking. Both in terms of keeping the commitments I've made to God and those I've made, and intend to make, with who ever my future wife proves to be.

I hope no matter who I become joined to that I will commit myself, in all possible manners in which a fallible mortal can when he seeks the aid of God, when and where he sees fit to magnify it beyond what one like myself is accustomed to receive, to the wonderful woman who's willing to, despite my weaknesses, likewise commit her life.

Such a "for better or for worse" arrangement seems to be mocked and turned on it's head these days, any incling of "for worse" and it seems so many run for the divorce courts.

I'm lucky to have parents who strive to keep their commitments to each other, despite their difficulties as mortals near as weak as myself.

--Still Searching (for Her and for what I need to be and do)