Destiny or 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,
I think maybe it's both. Maybe both is happening at the same time."
from the movie Forrest Gump
I've been thinking today and watching people. People moving all around, running into each other, trying to avoid each other, pretending we don't see each other,
all moving around on this tiny speck of a planet we call earth, living out what we call
Life. I wonder, is this the providential master plan
or
do we float around with the wind underneath our spread out feathers,
gliding along on a breeze in some happen-stance kind of way where hope rises up to meet our fears to allow us to meet each new encounter as it comes to us.
I'm like Forrest
I don't know.
I used to believe in the Master Plan,
all drawn out in some Record book.
I'm not sure I beileve that now---believe that we are just mere checker pieces that some bearded guy in the sky moves in a random amusement like fashion.
I'm not sure it is all accidental-like
but perhaps a bit of both all rolled up
in a big bundle known as life that moves along, rolls along, occuring all around us...
Why such deep thoughts?
Perhaps, it was part of that Master Plan
or
just mere happenstance that I was standing where I was standing today...
whatever it was
it invited me to think about what all this meant...
I'm still not quite sure
don't have it figured out,
but perhaps
if I tell you the tale of my day,
you'll have some thoughts to share
about
whether our road map is all planned out or
if each new encounter rises to greet us
or do
we
we have the choice to say Hello-new occasion, nice to see you!
or hide our eyes and move on by....
so here is what happened.
this my tale of the today....
I stopped by the pharmacy to pick up some medications on the way home.
There was a line and so I stood there,
watching and listening to life all around me.
When from behind me,
I heard,
"I like your head cover" said a man with a deep voice.
"Why thanks--I don't have hair, I've been getting chemo for cancer."
"Well I'll pray for you," said the man.
"I found out a couple of months ago and found out yesterday,
I am in remissions, Praise God. God is Good!
"all the time." said the man.
"Let me have a high five for Jesus!" said the woman and
I heard the sound of their hands slap.
I began to think
and
wonder as I listened to their continuing conversation,
"When are people gonna realize that everything is part of the Divine plan....blah blah..."
and I left their conversation.....
and
.....
I began to think...
think about what they were saying...
"I used to believe this...used to embody this....but is it true???
Is that how God works?
some are healed and others left to die,
planned remission or put out of commission.
I listened some more as the gentleman insisted that the woman go in front of him---I was of course dying to turn around and stare at them, to see her hat, to see what these strangers who met in the line were all about.....
They continued their God talk and
I went off into my own world,
thinking about the Mystery that I believe undergirds us......
Destiny
happenstance
accidental collisions...
and
the world turns
and
life goes on
night comes and the sun rises
and
we people
wonder around like little ants
scurrying
hunting,
running into each other,
over the top of each other
sometimes
right through each other...
I don't know...
don't know how it works...
and
you know what
I don't need to know...
my role is this...
to learn what I can
as I journey along,
to listen,
love,
play,
move,
see,
be
and
to connect along the way.
planned or unplanned
controlled or random
Life moves forward
and
sometimes
strangers meet in a line at the pharmacy
and
cause
a radical rambler to
go on a
word vomit....
and
for that
she is most thankful
on this Tuesday night.
Have a great day
and
pay attention to
all the sights,
all the people,
all the things we can learn
every day
along the way.!!!
for life is Good....
All the time!!!
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1 Comments:
I love your honesty. Thank you for sharing this!
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