April 13, 2024 – B

Teton Reflection at Ox Bow Bend — Grand Teton National Park, Jackson, Wyoming
I remind us of this a couple of times a year.
Here it comes again:

It's all useless, pointless, hopeless,
meaningless,stupid and absurd--
and coming to a very bad end:
We all are going to die!

And, we can't let that stop us,
or even slow us down!

Because in the meantime
we have work to be done!

We have to show them what it means
to live with our heart on the line
invested in what we are doing
in each situation as it arises
ANYWAY! NEVERTHELESS! EVEN SO!

So what if it doesn't matter?
Who cares if no one cares?
What difference does it make
if it doesn't make a difference?
Why not give it the best
we have to offer?
Even now?
Even here?
Even yet?
Even still?

We have to pick ourselves up,
dust ourselves off,
and get back into action
as though everything is riding
on the effort we put forth
in doing what needs to be done
when/where/how it needs to be done
because it needs to be done
when all we get out of it
is the joy of doing it
and the satisfaction of having done it
no matter what
all our life long.

Why not?

Can you think of anything better to do?

If so, do it!

Now, this meshes nicely
with my Wailing Wall metaphor.

The Wailing Wall is our hope
and our salvation,
just waiting for us to grasp that
and smile,
turn around with our backs to the wall
and say to all that is
useless, pointless hopeless, meaningless,
stupid and absurd,
"Show me what you got!
Because I got something for you!"

And, as it rushes us,
there with our backs to the Wailing Wall,
we grab it with both hands
and heave it over the wall.

On the other side of the Wailing Wall
is nothing but the Void.
And we send all that
Boo-hoo, woe is me stuff
straight into the gaping abyss of oblivion
where it belongs.

And step into the day,
to see what we can do with it
and what it needs from us
like it makes all the difference,
because it does.

He said, with a wink and a smile.

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Published by jimwdollar

I'm retired, and still finding my way--but now, I don't have to pretend that I know what I'm doing. I retired after 40.5 years as a minister in the Presbyterian Church USA, serving churches in Louisiana, Mississippi and North Carolina. I graduated from Austin Presbyterian Theological Seminary, in Austin, Texas, and Northwestern State University in Natchitoches, Louisiana. My wife, Judy, and I have three daughters, five granddaughters, one great granddaughter, and a great grandson on the way, within about ten minutes from where we live--and are enjoying our retirement as much as we have ever enjoyed anything.

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