Being sick
always reminds me of two things; being well is not my right but just a
miraculous occurrence and secondly, how good it is to almost always participate
in that miracle.
I have a run off stream beside my home which is normally a
snarling overgrowth lined with rough limestone and filled with mosquito larvae.However after a good rain the water sweeping
across the stone is like Joe Cocker singing You
Are So Beautiful, out of character but completely beautiful.
To know our self is to know ones greatest need, to be saved from
our self.Most live a life of acquaintance
or even stranger to self, never knowing our need to know our self nor giving
our self a reason to know us.
I was visiting with a friend yesterday and he was
struggling.At one point he said he
should take the advise of the great philosopher Bugs Bunny, who said, “Don’t
take life so seriously cause ain’t none of us gettin out alive.”
I sit in the woods of my neighborhood this morning listening to
the slight drone of I 40 some two miles away.While writing this sentence I began to be conscious of the birds singing
in the woods surrounding me.A great
truth; we will hear what we are listening too.Another great truth, God always seems to be whispering, as if to say “if
you want to hear Me you have to listen.”It is a great tragedy that most of us are not interested in hearing God
but of straining to hear the interstate of popular culture miles away.