Are we just floating?

“I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floating around accidental-like on a breeze. But I think maybe it's both. Maybe both are happening at the same time.”Forrest Gump (1994)

I spend alot of my time,

wondering,

wondering if things have meanings,

wondering what my lesson in life might be about any given situation,

I am often puzzled.

providence or coincidence?

that seems to always be my big question of the day.

Things happen...

often they seem connected...

you think of a friend and call them--they needed to hear from us...

you feel drawn to ask someone a question--next thing

you've heard their whole life story and in the midst of it...

a teaching moment....

I often wonder if

other people think about life in the same manner in which I do?

Is there so much wondering?

I am sort of in the ballpark with Forest Gump on this one...

I think perhaps it is both....

and

it is up to us to capture the providential teaching moments,

learn from them...

My passion drives me,

my tender heart keeps me awake sometimes,

my mind---oh my that gets me in trouble,

seems like I'm always doing some kind of human experiment in my head.....

I look at the pea pod in the picture...

little seeds that float around at the whim of

a slight breeze after being so bunched and scrunched up inside the pod.....

They are carried in some kind of manner,

wind underneath their helicopter like wings...

some of them land in just the right places,

get just the right nourishment,

find just the right soil conditions to root down and grow...

others well...

they land on hard concrete,

become part of a nest to cushion eggs,

land in water and float around until some tiny fish mistakes it for free food...

happenstance...but yet providential all at the same time...

the cycle continues,

more pods form,

they break open,

root down and burst open,

wind comes

and

they float around...

landing somewhere to start it again.

I wonder,

Do the same things happen with us humans?

Are we carried to some place in a happenstance kind of way,

Life comes and goes,

people live differently and yet,

some in every culture and every class

find themselves

in just the right spots,

just the right conditions,

to grow and excel,

perhaps for the ones who make it...

perhaps our jobs are to pave the way

for the others to do the same...

in this manner..

we turn our happenstance existence

into providential hope for a better world.

The wind is underneath us,

floating us if you will in a spiritual kind of way...

trust it...

root down where you can

and

dig in to make the world better.

Hope floats carrying us to all kind of new destination,

grace covers us,

and

love...

love gives us nourishment in just the right doses...

What do you think?

Do we just float...

or does the Spirit blow us to our next spot to learn a new tool.

Heavy stuff for so early in the morning.

Think about it and act on it wherever you are..

happy Thursday...

off color son is now driving...

off color story to follow...

one day until Friday....