somebody's job

It seems over-thinking and hyper-analysis is a specialty of mine. It accomplishes a couple of things. One is distraction - it keeps me from living life of that moment or day and puts me in a place of wondering how things might have been different . if . . or .. .what about . . ?

Today it occurred to me that the primary accomplishment is protection...I believe I am guarded by the knowledge I (believe I ) have about why things happen. More and more I identify things I use as guards..and I am always surprised at the idea of having need of this or that it may be apparent to others on the outside of me and my skin! So perhaps we miss daily life or moment-by-moment life if we spend time in the past or the future...But there's a lot to figure out and anticipate, right? And be ready for? Is it my job to protect me? My faith says no. Human practicality (by whose definition?) says you better believe it! Well, that's enough for now...I will go and live my day...it's lovely outside...sandals here I come...maybe a walk .. . cleaning maybe later.

maybe.

Exploring

This weekend was 4 days of driving and 75% or so of it in rain...well, on 3 of the 4 days. I visited with some cool friends I rarely get to see and had some big laughs as well as conversation about big ambitions. Friends are such a blessing on my life. The wisdom and other smarts that they share are like precious finds as I slog through days and weeks of life. Some are so entertaining, perhaps purely so, that I smile constantly when in their presence. Some seem to utter nothing that is not profound...wow...where do you go to get some of that?! So I am thankful for the precious morsels as well as the practical "well, you get up in the morning and you do this . . " kind of thing.

Travel is a gift. I hope my kids will always find a way to experience different places and people. It broadens the view of humanity and God's creation as well as tempting, pushing us to think a little bigger than we did yesterday.. .. .. I love that.

I love the south. I love how people just seem more friendly...some are more open and vulnerable, others are guarded...In general tho, more friendly. Rarely do I see strangers saying hello on the streets of my big city.

Traveling by car at this time of year in rural areas is its own reward. New calves (many of them black angus this trip, somehow) dot the hillsides. love that...makes a person think they could take one for a pet! Yes, all good for a couple of months, then it's a big mess.

Today I will try to avoid obstacles on the heart and mind. Instead of throwing the nega-thought, I will replace it with the possible, potential. Just threw that in 'cause it crossed my mind.