Thursday, November 22, 2012

Lessons from the five people you meet in Heaven

"There are five people you meet in heaven," the Blue Man suddenly said. "Each of us was in your life for a reason. You many not have known the reason at the time, and that is what heaven is for. For understanding your life on earth."

"People think of heaven as a paradise garden, a place where they can float on clouds and laze in rivers and mountains. But scenery without solace is meaningless.
This is the greatest gift God can give you: to understand what happened in your life. to have it explained. it is the peace you have been searching for."

"...there are no random acts. that we are all connected. That you can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind."

"...fairness," he said, "does not govern life and death. if it did, no good person would ever die."

"Strangers," the Blue Man said, "are just family you have yet to come to know."

"Dying? not the end of everything. we think it is. but what happens on earth is only the beginning.

"sacrifice is a part of life. it is supposed to be. it's not something to regret. it's something to aspire to. little sacrifices. big sacrifices. a mother works so her son can go to school. a daughter moves home to take care of her sick father.

"sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. you're just passing it on to someone else."

"holding anger is poison. it eats you from the inside. we think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. but hatred is a curved blade. and the harm we do, we do to ourselves."

"love, like rain, can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. but sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive."

"lost love is still love, eddie. it takes a different form, that's all. you can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. but when those senses weaken, another heightens. memory. memory becomes your partner. you nurture it. you hold it. you dance with it."

"life has to end," she said. "love doesnt."

~Mitch Albom
I love this book!

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