IT.....that thing.

When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.

ISAIAH 43:2

rain

is

pouring once again outside my window

inside

I feel a restless energy

a stir if you will

I try to settle myself

and

as I do I begin to think about

energy in motion

electrons bouncing

atoms binding, smashing together, forming new things.

chemical reactions happening all the time

as we go about our day.

there is so much to life that

I don't understand or even comprehend and most often so many things I'm not even aware of happening right in front of my face.

I watch the news:  Waters rage.

Injustice rolls down

it does feel sweeping and

as I watch

I wonder how many people feel alone,

caught up in the waves of foreclosure,

visiting food banks with no food to eat,

homelessness,

joblessness

hopelessness

as I sit here

in my warm home

Cecil devil dog from hell is on my lap

off color family sleeping soundly in their own beds.

In a moment...

I will shower

and

head out into the world of sickness and illness at the place where I earn my paycheck

and

there more

people are swept up

and

walking through the flames of life, dealing with illnesses grave and small

wondering if they truly will survive.

There is so much I don't understand

so many things I dont' have answers to

i still seek them

and

realize

there is no magic answer.

Waters rise,

streams flows,

fires blaze and engulf

and

my one constant

through all of it

is that thing...

that on most days I don't even acknowledge

that whispers

somewhere

deep in the crevices of my DNA

keep walking,

stick another foot out,

it will be okay

share love,

offer goodness

provide mercy

give a little grace.

somehow

in the midst of all

the good and the bad...

I realize

there is something

that moves me forward,

opens my eyes and hearts

and

gets me through the

rising water, rushing stream, protects me from the heat.

Don't understand IT...

but

IT

offers assurance that I am loved,

I am valued,

I am

because

It is.

May all of you feel under girded by something

felt in the crevices of your bones,

atoms of love

sparks of hope,

vapors of grace

and

may you feel

unalone---for I don't believe we are.

happy rainy Tuesday

blessings.

hugs.