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| today while on a lunchtime stroll, i saw three crows perched on top of a tree, glistening in the sun.
later, back in the office, i glanced out the window and saw three white doves flashing and fluttering across a wide blue sky.
i'm not saying this means anything, of course. but it might be kind of cool if it did. depending.
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| the other day i read an article about a little girl who had been lost, but was found alive and unhurt, much to the joy of her family. at the end of the article, the family's pastor was quoted as saying something along the lines of, "obviously, we're giving all the glory to God on this one." obviously... except that made me think about all the people for whom a similar story does not end so happily--people whose lost children never come home, or are found dead somewhere. if that had happened in this instance, what would the pastor have said? do we give God the glory only when things turn out well? what does it even mean when we say "we give God the glory" about anything?
some might point to the story of Job, and how he said, "the Lord gives and the Lord takes away; blessed be the Name of the Lord." but that's not quite the same thing (to my mind) as "to God be the glory." is it?
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| well. in a couple hours' time, i must bid farewell to my 31st year. on to 32!
hard to believe that a year ago at this time, i was in honduras, walking around the ruins of copan. seems like ages ago; another lifetime, even. i have not traveled out of the country since then, but i did go to maryland, kauai, and kentucky within the past 12 months, so that's something.
i would love to say something profound about my life and experiences of the past year, but really i can't be bothered. it's been a long day and i'm exhausted. let's just say that overall, things are going well, and i am enjoying my thirties far more than my twenties. the only thing--well no, let's say one of the main things--that i am not pleased about is the fact that i am not in love. it seems to me to be a shame. but anyway there isn't much i can do about it, i suppose.
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| today, two things i thought i had lost found their way back to me.
i am still waiting for the third.
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| spent the weekend in san luis obispo; or more accurately, paso robles for the paso robles wine festival.
thursday night i leave for louisville... second semester starting up. sometimes i regret not signing up for the paris residency, but then again, if i had, i would not have been able to go to kauai, and that was such a great trip.
i hope i go to paris some day.
the weather here has been depressing. this morning i woke up to a cloudy gray sky. i went for a walk and felt the drizzle on my skin, and that depressed me even more. i don't mind rain, but i mind it when it shows up where it doesn't belong--specifically, in late may in southern california.
*sigh*
in other news, one of my short stories was recently rejected by a lit mag. i wasn't surprised, nor was i very upset. i wonder why it didn't bother me more. oh well.
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