Finding our way to The Way one situation at a time. I don't know how great it will be, but I expect it will be interesting, and I look forward to it going on past all reason because wonder is just that way. Are you coming or not?
Every living thing has preferences. And the preferences of every living thing are eventually blocked by their circumstances, which includes the conflicting preferences of other living things.
This is what war is about. The collision of preferences.
It is also what breakfast is about. Lunch and dinner.
It could be said that life is about the collision of preferences.
Making our peace with that is the mark of a mature, well-adjusted individual through all species and life forms everywhere.
It is the way. And it is pretty much a dumb-ass way. If you think about it, I am sure you will agree.
Some thing's life requires some other thing's death.
Who thinks, "That's cool!"?
Where do we go to file a protest?
Life is the dumbest idea in the encyclopedia of ideas.
I am flummoxed and agog.
And am sure that I have plenty of company throughout my fellow species over time.
I do hope there is something spectacular about death that compensates us royally for being forced to participate in this ludicrous process.
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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