I suppose that rain is like most things in life. Moderation, they say, is the key. Eat and drink, but don’t eat and drink too much. Have a little dessert, but have a little dessert. Don’t overdo it.
The same thing could even be said about faith. Muslims and Christians calling for the deaths of one another is an example of extreme faith or too much faith. Too much faith, one could argue, leads to closed-mindedness, bigotry, self-righteousness and even violence.
So have faith, but don’t overdo it. Always respect the freedom of those who have different faiths and even those who have no faith.
What about hope? Have you ever known anyone who hoped too much? They hoped so much that they literally lost touch with reality or got stuck in the past. It is one thing to hope for the possibility of good new days, but it is quite another to hope for the return of good old days.
So hope, but don’t overdo it. Be real with hope. Hope for the future; not for the past. Elvis is not coming back.
What about love? Can we love too much? Can we overdo it with love?
One who has experienced the heartbreak of grief may quickly answer: “Yes.”
However, after thinking about it, I believe most would answer: “No!” Because although loving another will inevitably bring some pain, never loving another, and never being loved by another, is unthinkable. Overdoing love may lead to heartache, but restricting love leads to something much worse.
Garth Brooks once sang, “I could have missed the pain, but I’d have had to miss the dance.” In other words, the only way to miss pain in life is to miss love in life. But to miss love in life is to never really live.
So love. Love freely, unconditionally and unreservedly. Overdo it. Never limit love and never moderate love. Never love “a little.” Love until you think you can’t love anymore. Love until you realize that you can never love too much. Love until it becomes clear that love never fades, and love never fails.
And now rain, faith, hope and love abide, these four; and the greatest of these is love.