I'm not really sure of myself....what to write.
I know,sitting here in the light of the sun setting behind the mountains,listening to the sprinklers rotations,and watching the wind move through the grass that I am in a blessed place. For a moment everything looks as beautiful and serene as it should be,eventhough the rest of the world screams of chaos. I am warmed by the yellow rays of sun and cooled by the soft breeze. It is perfect. How much would the average American give for this? I believe it would be alot...
I don't have any qualifying traits or virtues,no reason in the world that this wonderful view would be bestowed on me. It is not like I deserved this somehow...but here I am. I know I am not grateful for it and I take it forgranted alot of the time. But...Thank you God.
What does the word 'life' make you think of? Whats a good word picture for it?
I think of a roller coaster. All the dips,curves,ups and downs....the slow treks up and the sudden stops...backwards,forwards,upside-down....beginning and end. Some people tend to enjoy the ride more than others. Some fear they will fall and so they close their eyes and grit their teeth. Some throw their hands in the air with a smile on their face,thrilled with every second. Some simply go along for the ride and some wish they never got on.
Life is about more than the mountaintop. It's what you do in the valley that sets you apart.
Monday, May 26, 2008
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