Logastellus & HWLF

Logastellus. This beautiful word means “a person whose love of words is greater than their knowledge of words.” The word almost sounds like the title to a Grecian symphony composed for stargazing, but it’s simply a word I’ve fallen in love with. How divine is it that there is a word that describes such a specific type of love? 

Currently I’ve been enduring a “mid-life crisis” at the age of 19. More than ever, the uncertain gravity of the future has revealed itself in the most unpleasant of ways. It seems each day my mind simultaneously asks questions about the next minute, will it rain tomorrow, what plans do I want to plan for next week, what will I be when I grow up, why haven’t I still been able to answer that question, will Robert Rose be closed on my way to work today, will the rest of my college experience ever be normal again? And the frightening thing is, those questions pertain to hardly anything of importance in the grand scheme of existence. There is so much occurring, so much swirling around in our country and culture that the heavy dust has settled on my weak and burdened heart. How do I sift through helping the world, being successful in everything I do, and enjoying my last year as a teenager? That’s a lot of pressure...probably enough to cause a mid-life crisis, at least the one I’m experiencing. 

So what conclusion has my weary mind come to about this dilemma?

I must love during the unknown, trust during the unknown. I must be a Logastellus of life — A person whose love of life is greater than their knowledge of life. This is, thankfully, where it becomes perfectly simple. Loving life with the vision of Christ is serving those in need, helping those in need, spreading the Gospel, crying with the broken hearted, laughing with the joyful, encouraging others in the walk with Christ, and living each moment as a gift from God. “Loving life” is the answer to “What would Jesus do?” — “He would love first.” 

Words will always be a deep love of mine. I will always be a Logastellus in the true sense of the word, but I will now commit to being a Logastellus in the philosophical sense. I will never know what tomorrow will bring or what blessings will come from tragedies, but I will rely on the One whose knowledge is beyond my knowing while walking through life with continual love. And that my friend, is a love that is most divine.

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Psalms 121:1-2 (NIV) "I lift my eyes to the mountains - where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth."

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