Good Morning, God!
I am back in the work week again, God — but I don’t plan on rushing. Life is such a marvelous gift. I want to appreciate it — savor it — stare at it.
Yesterday morning the sky could only be described as “Rosy Fingered Dawn” with great beams of pink stretching out proclaiming the arrival of the New Day. That phrase, which I have heard all my life is from Homer. It is a good feeling to think that thousands of years ago the sky was like that. Meanwhile, as I didn’t have my camera, I just kept stopping, looking up and appreciating.
I’m not sure if Homer ever saw coconut palms and volcanic craters — how would he have described this incredible vista? Siting at the waters edge, looking off into the horizon where sky and sea merge, and sitting on the remains of ancient volcanos — how marvelous is that!
Surely, it would take a poet to do it justice. The phrase “Safe Harbor” springs to mind. The Mauanalua Bay is just that, a safe harbor. Dr. Arch Hart talked about how families are intended to be “safe harbors” for their members. Hmm. A Safe Harbor is not a Dry Dock, is it.
Families are called to love and shelter one another — leaving repairs and renovations in YOUR HANDS. Sad, how we try to fix one another. As I recall, God, even Jesus ASKED people, “Do you want to be well?” Being loved — as we are — provides some of the security we need to leave our “Old Selves” behind and to set out upon the voyage of re-becoming.
Aaah! We are never too old to set forth on one more journey of Becoming! Thank You, God!