Grief

Sometimes the news comes quick. Sometimes the news comes slow. No matter how or when it comes, grief travels in the wake of the news. Grief is heavy, weighty, a burden, especially when it involves someone deeply loved. Grief is not meant to be carried alone. It’s too heavy and may last a while—and that’s ok. That’s what family and friends are for, to share the load. Jesus stood outside the tomb of his friend and wept but He did not weep alone. It was a deep, human moment. “ Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted ” (Matt 5:4). If anyone knows how we feel in grief, it’s Him. But His grief did not linger long, as at the mention of his name, Lazarus came forth. We are not meant to dwell in grief, but should leave room enough for it. Let it run its course. Like the song says, “ Every Storm Runs Out Of Rain .” Another song says, “ The storm We will dance as it breaks The storm It will give as it takes And all of our pain is washed away Don't cry or be afraid Some things...

Exploration

I was in my third mile the other day, had just come around the curve heading back to the house when in the break of trees, saw this marvelous site. This beautiful cloud bank had been creeping up from behind and did not see it until I made the turn. The pic just doesn't do it justice. But its' still breath-taking.

















The reason things such like clouds fascinate me is rooted in the science (think of it: a million pounds of water floating over your head) and delight of exploration. I've learned to:

1. Always be looking
2. Consider everything alive
3. Look closer--everything is interesting
4. Alter my course often
5. Observe for long durations (and short ones)
6. Notice the stories going on as things change
7. Notice patterns, make connections
8. Document findings in a variety of ways (like pics)
9. Marvel at the unknown
10. Observe movement, change
11. "Talk to" the environment--especially the wildlife
12. Consider the origin of all things
13. Use all the senses while investigating
14. Be grateful

Do the same and watch the world unfold before your eyes. The world is a beautiful place. 

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