And I am writing a note to someone. You!
But this has also become one of my best keyphrases and so I use it. I suppose you could use it too if you wanted to try it. We could hang out in Google together in one of the billions of pages out there. Lately I have discovered the good that keywords can do and have much more traffic. Why did it take so long?
The Grand Design
It’s all part of the Grand Design. Why have many more folks come here when my blog was still wandering around and waiting for a great new template. And all the different parts needed to be linked together so readers can easily travel deep into what’s here. But did I plan it this way? No. I didn’t have a clue about how things would go. The Grand Design is a lot bigger than this blog and it leads us all to better days. Always. If we just get out of the way and let it happen. Don’t mess it up with our own plans.
This is the optimist inside me going to work. How would he feel in the year 1915 as we were getting ready for war, depression, war again and then cold war? This is progress? I don’t know. I wasn’t here then. But it could happen again. And we will certainly die someday. Is that progress? Yes, actually, I think it is. They were talking about a new strain of flu on the radio a few days ago. A killer bug. Let’s imagine that it somehow spread through our world and thousands died. What sort of progress would that be?
It would be terrible, of course, for families and friends. If something happened to Beth or the children I would not survive. But they would be in a much better place enjoying the bright lights and freedom from disease and bugs. And I would be hoping to join them soon. Also our world would become a less superficial place. Many people would start looking for spiritual solace and understanding. There would be terrible suffering but in the end the Grand Design would pull us all through.
Christmas Is A Time For Giving
Why did I get off on this? It seems rather dark for the week before Christmas. Christmas is a time of celebration about the birth of God’s son in one of these humble little bags of bones. But look what happened to that beautiful child in just a few short decades. Is the darkness so far off on this day that is bright with laughter and decorations?
My suggestion for this holiday is to think of the person you know who is the most genuinely needy. Someone who is suffering through trials and tribulations. And you wonder why because they don’t seem to deserve it. And give them a large gift of cash inside a nice Christmas card. Take the money you were going to spend the next time you went to the electronics store and give it to them. Then sit back and imagine how they are going to feel when they receive it. Enjoy thinking about their joy. Oh yes. Suddenly the Christmas Spirit has arrived.
A Woman's Courageous Act And Angels Watch
I have been thinking about the lovely security guard in the church who put a stop to the mass murderer who arrived at her sanctuary armed with his assault rifle and much more. She recalls how she prayed and then confronted him with her little gun while everyone else was looking for the nearest window.
Her hands did not shake. Her heart was full of the courage that God gave her in this moment. And she took him down. But this is the thing I find so wonderful. She didn’t kill him. Once he discovered he was shot he killed himself. He ran like they all do behind that invisible door seeking to avoid all consequences for evil deeds.
So she doesn’t have to live with the knowledge that she killed a fellow human being however much of a mutant he must have been. She doesn’t have to wake up every day with this knowledge. This could be God’s response to the idea that you should never kill another human being. Remember the Quakers? What would they have done? Sat there and waited for the end?
A Happy And Meaningful Christmas
I like this ending better. And now I am off to enjoy another beautiful day here in Virginia. We have had record temperatures and it seems like just another wonderful autumn day. No humidity. Where is all the ice on the other side of the mountains? Is it not coming at all?
And tonight we go to our club for Christmas carols, food and drink. Friends and ritual gatherings to celebrate another year brought home and packed away. So many years all packed away.
And hopefully many more before we move on towards a more perfect life and leave our worried little bodies behind.
I hope you have a meaningful Christmas.
Update: I created this document on Google's word processor and included several photos from Picasa2. It looks really nice (in my humble opinion) and so I posted it on my blog, Virginia Breeze. But I also wanted to post it here. Because it is an attempt to get beyond the word desert. Was that the phrase? Or was it word dessert? Or some other kind of dessert? Cake and ice cream?
When I pasted it here the images did not come along for some reason. And I don't see how to use the imaging function here to get them all in just the right place. So you will neded to go to VB if you would like to see my attempt to leave the desert behind and push away from the table too all in the same moment.