April 27-A, 2023

This image makes me want
to sit on the big log on the left
and wait until tomorrow
so I can do it again.

Scenes like this do "it" for me.
Going to heavy weight fights,
or attending the Super Bowl don't.

This "me/not-me" sense of who we are
is but one of the expressions of mystery
in our life and world.

What is with the connections,
and the un-connections?
They stand for me as hints
of the Transcendent aspect of existence.

There is more to everything than meets the eye.

Who doesn't have experiences with Grace?
Or the sense, 
in looking back over our life,
of mysterious coincidences at work
as though everything were orchestrated,
choreographed,
guiding us all along the way?

This sense of the "as though"/"as if" 
has been strong enough at various places
in past ages
for our ancestors to posit the existence of God,
and point to these experiences as evidence
of God's providence and presence.

The "as though/as if" become rock solid facts
in no time at all,
just as the ever-present God becomes a fact,
with us having to have explanations
for our experiences,
rather than being awed with wonder and amazement,
and thrilled by the impact of our experiences
in the rear-view mirror of life.

It is all the other side of normal, apparent, reality,
the Transcendent glory of it all,
which we vandalize with our graffiti of explanations,
interpretations and commentary.

"Wow!" is enough
and all we need to say.

And maybe sitting throughout the night,
so we can say it again tomorrow.

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