Palms reflected on pool at Kapiolani Park
Good Morning, God!
I took this photo on Friday . . . a day with winds bringing volcanic “Vog” from the Big Island. So the sky was grey not blue. Rain clouds also contributed. I love my Hawaiian World — grey skies or blue.
Then this morning I read about a horrible storm in Sardinia. I told a friend it rained 17 inches in 3 hours. Thinking that couldn’t be right, I re-checked and found it fell in even less time — one and a half hours. Horrifying!
I fear, God, that our slowly warming world is not happy with us. Well, I am not happy with us either. Over 800 dissenting clerics have been killed by the Taliban in the last decade. I read those news items — and then I called a friend to pray.
What am I praying for, God? Many things. But perhaps most of all is that we humans could work harder at understanding one another. That we could listen with our hearts. That we could beg forgiveness for our sins and the sins of our fathers back to our great great great. . . grandfathers — for evil always has a past.
To put it in monetary terms, I pray that we could voluntarily buy less and give more. But, really, God, it goes far beyond money. Money is just an outward expression of our inner world.
I confess, God, sometimes I buy just to confirm my existence. A modern twist on the I Think, therefore I AM.
This is Our World, God. We have to live on it together. Pulling together . . . pulling in the same direction. In the book, The Boys in the Boat, an old boat maker tells one of the crew, “If there is someone in your boat that you don’t like, LEARN TO LIKE HIM.”
Our World is One Boat, God. And the rain clouds continue to gather. Please help us learn to like one another.
Story teller,
A Moment with God 
Thank you, Margie