The Words of the Sedehi Family
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The Words of the Sedehi Family |
Holding a cup of coffee, almost burning my hand, I stand in front of True Parents photo, as I wait for it to get just a bit cooler... Looking down into the cup, I hear a whisper in my mind "You just can't taste the best flavor of Absolute sex life, when it is too hot, and neither, when it is lukewarm! That thought lingers onto the time, when I was first Blessed to marriage to my wife, our sex life usually was too hot, yet without any clear purpose or rhythm! And a decade later, as the almost forgotten marriage anniversary arrives, 'our too hot coffee sip, turns into a lukewarm one, a sex life turned dead!
As we are so perplexed, we most often, just give up on sex, and replace it with the pursuit of our other long lost ambitions!
Yet another decade passes, and we are just burned out from the heat of those new careers, art projects, missions and fitness craze! And then arrives, the time when we just want to go in the background of life. We say to our Blessed children, it is now your turn to take over the providence! That's when we finally "get stabbed" with this statement, " Dad, how could you just retire now, when I need you to lead me the most"... then a non-stop alarm start ringing in our head. We wake up in the middle of night in cold sweat...murmuring to ourselves "what's wrong with me?!"
And again, that's when, our wife screams as she looks up at this mountain of self-help books, we just bought with our last dollar!
And, that's not the end of the story, oh no! As we have ignored our original passion in life for fulfilling absolute sex, we start reaping its devastating result. We are shocked as we observe, how we have lost our genuine drive for spirituality, health and even wealth.
As we try to 'retire' and take time to reflect on all this, we realize, that we just cannot afford to, since the value of the money in our bank is almost non-existent, due to market crashes! And that's when we have to go 'selling flowers' on the street, at age 65!
Humiliated by our sense of helplessness, sitting at a bus stop on a cold bench, holding a half empty lukewarm coffee, we cry out to God, "what is it?! Why don't you just give me a break!" And God calmly whispers into your ears, "Your coffee has lost its warmth, go and get a refill and let's talk!" Moments later, sitting at Starbucks, the coffee's steam hits your grim face, and God continues..."Remember, your Holy three day ceremony, that was the coffee cup I wanted you to always refill and keep warm, but you did not...
Now, I want you to imagine your wife naked in her Holy robe, standing in front of you as you bowed to each other. Can you feel that heat again, that swept through your whole being, starting from your sex organ, all the way to your heart and then to the rest of your body, as tears of gratitude for True Parent's love streamed down your face unto your Holy robe?...That's the sensation I want present, in you every moment of your life, nothing less, nothing more..."
And, a few hours later, that's when you rush through your residence door. look for your wife and get on your knees before her, and beg forgiveness for all the chances you could have refilled her cup with the warmth of your heart, hand and body!