True and effective love.

I’m puzzled. By a friend. Who chooses not to get on with life. In a happy manner. Instead, dear Julie opts to be sad and downtrodden. Maybe that’s her nature. Her right, too. And maybe the rest of us should accept Julie. For what she is. A depressed recluse. With a drinking problem. We’re told to love Julie. Unconditionally. Just the way she is. But I choose to cast a dissenting vote. I’d rather not allow Julie to dictate her sad future. Better to force Julie. Into a better life. Against her will, if necessary.  Some call it intervention. I call it a solution. Also known as true and effective love. --Jim Broede