Some days you just feel like bloggin. Today is one of those days and thus i begin with no real direction, no lifechanging phenomena or revelation to share; yet, i type on.
I suppose there are things that demand our attention. Take Hurricane Ike for example, he caught my eye not in the 'hey what's going on' way or in the 'oh yeah that caught my eye' way...no this was more of the 'you expect something so massive and destructive to happen that you can't look away' way. Yeah, images of Katrina aftermath, the beaches of Sri Lanka from tsunami 2004, those are pictures that are burned into my minds eye - the carnage of uprooted trees, debri scattered hither and fro, and even pictures of bloated bodies that were relayed from the native's findings upon entering their houses/huts/homes. That stuff never leaves...PTSD? No, not that dramatic, but dreadful to think of all the same. Was i expecting some of the same from ol' Ike? Maybe in the back of my mind that will always be there as a possibility, but this time it was personal. I have connections, I know people...okay, I know three, maybe four peeps that live in Houston, but they are near and dear to my heart. Especially one Flash and this chica is tough...if I were H. Ike i wouldn't have messed with her. Luckily he knew better and just messed with a lot of other peeps and left pretty much everyone out of power. Then he came and dumped gallons on us midwesterners...nice huh, yeah. But yet like I said, that demanded I pay attention, I gotta be honest, the fact that i was aware of news events happening on the spot means a lot b/c I don't necessarily enjoy watching the news. I prefer football, tennis, and the occasional baseball game to pass the mindless minutes spent watching tv and the background noise optimal for naps, studying, ya know important stuff like that. All that to say, thanks Ike. Better yet, thank you Jesus, for real though, because once again you remind us of what all we have to be thankful for. You revealed your power in that you are bigger than Ike, Katrina, Tsunamis. You can take the shitty (pardon my language) stuff of this world and make something good come out of it, even if we won't see that fruit till we're praisin You in Heaven. Flash knows, my other 2-3 Houstonians will be able to testify, we take lots for granted. No qualms there, it happens, we live in America. The question is, what do we do with this awareness, with these blessings, with this life?
Oooo yeah, I'm totally leavin you hanging with this one, it's between you and God...talk it out, He likes it when we do that;)
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