Sunday, December 13, 2009


The evening yesterday closed out with one hell of a Dec. thunderstorm. There was heavy rain, loud thunder, out-of-this-world lightning and hail. I woke up this morning and took the pup on a walk around the neighborhood and the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the temp was 37 but it felt like a spring 37. We are now socked in with clouds again.

I love what it all has to offer. One such thing was when I went to pick my 14 year old up along with 3 of her friends from a high school hockey game last night. It was pouring when they came out and it took them all some time to get up the courage to run across the long courtyard to get to the truck. One at a time they ran. I was laughing my arse off and wishing I had a video camera. During the last one's run, a large clap of thunder, and lightning that lit the night up like day, happened. When she got in the truck she said she had peed her pants. LOL. The ride home with these girls was pretty fun. Connections more important than any of us can even imagine were being formed.

Some might not be able yet to see how this applies here, but for me, it's the heart of the matter. This freeing truth of learning to accept things for what they are instead of always being "worked up" by trying to force things to be something they are not, allows us to "see" past what we are seeing with our eyes and allows us to hear the invitation to join the Spirit in the work the Spirit is doing.

It's all...we all are...a work in progress. And that process is being worked out in an evironment that we cannot control. The lesson here is to stop trying to control it. We aren't the author or the finisher of this and when we begin to understand what our role in the dance is all about and we let go of the severely messed up understanding of what most humans think their role is...a beautiful picture begins to come into focus. A living fractal.

If my days are defined by the chaos and mess of what is going on around me and I can't see the mystery that is unfolding behind it all, I can rest assured that there will be no rest present in my life and I can rest assured that my activity will certainly be contributing to the unrest in the lives of the people around me. It will keep me from seeing the living fractal...the tapestry that the Spirit of the living God is at work weaving together.

Leisure (by William Henry Davies)

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this is if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.


Sue said...

Great stuff, Kentster.

That song had me crying :)

Kent said...

it did me this morning also

Matt said... me too. As a musician, I remember kicking everyone out of the room when I was arranging songs. I couldn't function when others were in the room...literally could not function. The funny thing is at the time I didn't realize...that the others always chose me to arrange our songs.

The other thing I have a hard time escaping is that even when I kick everyone out the voices in my head still criticize. Oh what a mess life is without freedom. Thanks for sharing Kent.