Life is wonderful and mysterious. It changes in big ways and small. Some years you live in New Jersey and some years you don’t, sometimes you are healthy and sometimes you aren’t, some weeks you watch The Biggest Loser and some weeks you don’t. To everything there is a season and a time for every purpose under heaven. And of course sometimes you blog and sometimes you don’t.
My life is a life of phases big and small, long and short, sublime and ridiculous, and lately I’ve been in a not-fan-blogging-much-phase. Hey, I’m probably still in a not-fan-blogging-much-phase, but I was so moved by the recent Twitter video I saw that I was inspired to write this short reflection.
If you are hanging out at this blog then you know the Twitter video to which I refer — the “I’ll be Home for Christmas at the assisted living home” video. (Hey, here’s a disclaimer, “If you are turned off by schmaltz, stop reading now and don’t tease me later! ❤ ) It is Advent for me and Advent is a time of reflection, so you have no choice but to indulge me.
Anyone who is tuned in to life can see the beauty in that event. I need not expound on it. I just want to witness to the goodness. So I emerge from my present phase for that purpose. There is no mystery here, when people are righteous that inspiration demands and deserves appreciation.
Thank you, David Archuleta, for being a great kid; for loving humanity; for sharing your gifts with both young and old; for allowing yourself to see the precious gift that is life and spirit in all of God’s people even those who seem no longer relevant. And may you always retain the humble belief that you are one soul in a great sea of souls, attempting to witness to Love in a world in great need of Love; no more and no less, for that humility is in itself a great gift to you and to us. Peace.