A close and a loving family is a blessing. But the more people we love and the more deeply we love them, the more vulnerable we are to loss and grief and loneliness.
Dean Koontz, Life Expectancy
I was looking for a present for my friend at the mall and couldn’t pass the book store. As a result, I got myself a new Koontz book for my growing collection. Thankfully, I just got done with Dekker’s Man Called Blessed so I could start Koontz right away. The quote above is from that book, Life Expectancy.
When I have read it, I re-read it again, tasting the words, and finding myself agreeing with every word. It reminds me of another quote by another great author, C.S.Lewis:
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless – it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.
Just felt like sharing those two quotes…