Pissing off God....

 "I think it pisses God off when you walk by the color purple in a field and don't notice it."

Shug Avery in the Color Purple

I love the movie, "The Color Purple" and  Shug Avery is probably one of my favorite characters.  She's artistic, independent, loving and full of passion.  I'm especially fond of this scene where she and Celie are talking about God and she says the line printed underneath the photo of a field I passed on my walk on Sunday.

I can't help but wonder how

 many times a day I piss God off...

Can we actually "piss off" the Mystery of the Universe?

I don't know the answer to that one because the more I study and learn about God and the Mystery and the Universe,

the more I'm aware of all the stuff I don't understand or have a clue about and perhaps it is that I don't even have the words to articulate all I don't understand...

It is just wrapped up in that Mysterious thing, I call the Spirit.

Pissing off God...

I wonder if this language will offend,

 as I ponder and think aloud...

I know I get "pissed off" and mad...

and

if as the Scripture tells us in our own story of faith,

"we are made in the image of God"

then my guess is that

God may feel pissed at us

the way we feel pissed at others...

I know for a fact,

I walk by some kind of field of purple every day.

Rain on the window pain,

Sunshine against my face,

breeze on my skin,

wind in my hair,

everywhere I look

purple flowers

their smell so sweet and crisp,

but

I walk on by,

never seeing them or anything else along

the roadside,

I'm caught up in my own perceptions,

my own understanding,

my own wallowing

my own thinking,

I'm too busy,

too preoccupied,

too worried,

too tired,

too sad or mad or glad

to even

notice

the

open invitation to look

and

experience the Holy

 and on most days I'm too proud and too busy to

take off my shoes and stand in the Presence of Spiritual Mystery.

Today...I wonder

did I miss the opportunity to view a purple field,

did I offer a smile with the fragrance of

 connection and mingle in the scent of love

or

did I glaze over,

put my eyes to the floor

walk on by

that brother or sister

in need..

perhaps

it was just a smile

or

a touch

or

a

simple direction.....

and

I missed the opportunity to be a purple flower...

Did I miss the chance to hug

or listen

or hear the hopes and dreams of another?

Everyday,

purple flowers blooming,

filling the world with

wonder...

and

I

on

most days..

just walk

on by...

guess i do piss off God...just a bit anyway.

I come home tired,

pull the covers up over my head,

block the scent of the wonder

and

rest.

I rise up,

brush the sleep away

and

all over again,

I'm called forth into the world

blooming

with

purple flowers everywhere.

Perhaps tomorrow

I'll see the wonder

cause

even when God is pissed off...

God still love me....or that's what I've been told.

May your Tuesday Evening be filled

with

the fragrance of

purple flowers

and

the wonder of

Holy

Mystery.

May it be so..

for you

and

for me.

Hugs and blessings...