Joe was a mathematician.
Among his many skills he could tell you which infinity was bigger than the other. If you told him that you doubted such a skill had much value, he’d entertain you for a longer period of time than your patience could tolerate with a sequence of axioms, lemmas and theorems that justified the value of his results.
However, as Joe approached the end of his life the infinite number of infinities, lined up like idols starving for sacrifices, that used to spice his life gave way to an unexpected and undeserved heart of flesh that seemed as if it had just begun to beat out of nowhere. He laughed at all the arguments he used to drill into unwilling ears hoping they might forgive (knowing they had already forgotten) all that he told them.
But, whether they forgave or not, Joe wished that all of them could find the heartfelt joy he now felt, a joy worth far more than any number of dubious infinities.
______
Denise offers the word “spice” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

Blessings, Frank.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Blessings and thank you, Esther!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Once again, I totally LOVE your story…especially this: “the infinite number of infinities, lined up like idols starving for sacrifices”. Starving idols, love it! Abundant blessings sent your way, Brother.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Let those idols starve. Thank you and blessings, Rene!
LikeLiked by 1 person
You’re welcome, and thank you!
LikeLiked by 1 person
May we all have this heart of flesh, and all those we love as well.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Amen. Blessings, Mimi!
LikeLike
Beautifully said Frank – no matter how amazing the intellect, there comes a time when all that remains is the heart — and what the heart feels is more real than any theory🩷
LikeLiked by 2 people
Very good point, Ange! What the heart feels is more real than any theory. Blessings!
LikeLiked by 1 person
❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
It is so hard to talk to people like that. Or should I be saying listen to people like that? I wish him every happiness- just please leave me alone! hehehehe
LikeLiked by 1 person
Listening is usually all they want you to do. Blessings and thank you, Violet!
LikeLiked by 1 person
This sounds like reverse surgery, in times when they replace natural knees and bones with steel.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Interesting analogy. Thank you for the insight and blessings, Reena!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Well, all I can say is ‘well done, Joe’. What a clever man, and now he’s filled with joy.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes, he is now filled with joy. Blessings and thank you, Chris!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Good Six, Excellent moral and totally cool new wordage!*
*lemma totally love getting new words to look up!
LikeLiked by 1 person
That’s one of those weird math words. Thank you and blessings, Clark!
LikeLike
And a beautiful heart it is, too, Frank.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you and blessings, Misky!
LikeLiked by 1 person
“an unexpected and undeserved heart of flesh that seemed as if it had just begun to beat out of nowhere” — That changes everything, even numberless infinities. Blessings to you, brother. What a great Six.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thank you, Dora! I am glad you pointed out that phrase. Blessings!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Such a good story, Frank. At the end of the day, we should be as lucky as Joe, to realize and hold close what truly holds value.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes, I agree. Thank you and blessings, Denise!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Beautiful, Frank! 💜🪻💜
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Liz! Blessings!
LikeLiked by 1 person
A perfect sixth sentence, joyful Joe!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Keith! Blessings!
LikeLike
Great stories about the trivia to what matters with the end of life in sight
LikeLiked by 1 person
It is best to focus on what matters. Blessings and thank you, Jim!
LikeLiked by 1 person
You are welcome
LikeLiked by 1 person