Well, I've had a lot of death this week..but still not really upset, does that mean I'm getting used to it? Have I disconnected myself from it? Or... I am I finally getting to the stages that no matter how many times you look at it, death is inevitable and a part of life. Which according to a lot of bible songs, supposedly you get to trade in your shack for a mansion...sounds good right?
It was interesting at one of the funerals when the preacher was trying to get everyone to covert to be a baptist, I really got to thinking about God in general. I thought about how it was interesting that people needed a proof that there was a god, as for the reason of Jesus, and I guess now the bible is our current day proof.
My family has never been one for church. When I was younger I went to church and LOVED it but only for the social aspect only and I got to sneak and gulp grape juice or the PG rated version of the blood of Christ. Now that I'm older I still miss the social aspect but the one thing that I realized and am probably forever grateful for is that while the stories are great, heroic and inspiring I've never needed any proof of a god. I just have been one of those people that I have always "felt" him around me. That's crazy..and no that doesn't make me better then other people, but for some reason it made me think of the other day when Dave was telling me about the three snipers that shoot simultaneously the Pirates who had taken hostage, and killing all three at the same time, one bullet each. I said, "Yeah right..that didn't happen, they are just saying that"
and he said, "Why do you have to doubt everything"
So I couldn't help but smile because it wasn't true who I thought knew me the best had said, I do believe! and there are things that are still unknown and surprising.
Well today I realized how out of shape I am! which I am so grateful for so now I can get my butt in gear and start being more active. It was really a good reminder.
On the way home tonight Lake Phalen was so amazing. There wasn't a picture and there aren't words that could describe it's beauty. As the sun set, and the colors of blue that had been thrown across the lake I took an extra drive around just admiring it's beauty.
There are these moments with Lake Phalen that make loving that lake all worth while even if they only come every so often when the weather changes in an odd pattern. I have been in love with some nice city lakes but if I haven't converted you by now (which I know...I probably haven't) Lake Phalen is the nicest and most mysterious city lake I have ever experienced. With so many people living around it there are these serene incomprehensible silent moments where you could almost hear a muskrat swimming from the other end. They say that in the middle of the lake it is so deep, the deepest of all lakes, which is probably a myth, although it is awful black in the middle. It made me think of when Dave and I went to visit his parents in Florida, there was this swamp that had an underground cave that went all the way to the gulf of Mexico. It took divers 24 hours. What lies in the bottom...or where it goes in lake phalen..one could imagine.
There are always magical people, like the guy that walks his monkey around the lake in outfits or the fastest runner who ever lived that has a huge beard and wears American flag shorts. In the summer there are beautiful flowers, and a praying temple, and stone bridges. There are lonely forgotten balloons that stray and walk on the paths at 7am in the morning and a bald eagle that preys along it's borders who is lost. Huge trees that have worked their limbs to drink the water which you can lay in and fall asleep.
So as you can tell, today that is something I'm grateful for and think everyone should appreciate.
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