Unbelievable Attrocities

Like everyone else in the world, I am appalled at the current events that beset the Boston Marathon.  It is an unimaginable disaster.  I can’t begin to fathom what kind of human being would perform such an unprovoked, grizley, unspeakable act of murderous intent.  It, like the 9-11 catastrophy among others, speaks to today’s society of deviants bent on causing disruptions and chaos to the rest of the world.  What happened yesterday at the Boston Marathon, happens in many places throughtout the world everyday.  Think of it.  Wait.  Excuse me for asking you to think of it.  Of course, you have already.  How could anyone not, considering the state of war we are in?  What I can’t/won’t wrap my mind around are the millions of innocent victims that have succumbed to such needless acts of violence under the various umbrellas of religion, boundries, civil rights, you name it.  It makes me sick at my stomach.  It makes my heart bleed. 

It goes without saying that there were many, many local heroes who just happened to be on the scene.  By that, I wish to imply that Divine Intervention was in place.  Of course, we probably will never know why Divine Intervention didn’t prohibit the attack, but thank God, it wasn’t worse.  It could have been.  It might have been.

And what about North Korea?  What the hell is that all about?  I am ashamed – because I consider myself a Christian and a somewhat kind person – to say that that man postures like a baboon, intent on causing calamity of the worst kind.  I can’t truly say his actions are unprovoked, but what do I know?  His father was that way, and his grandfather was that way.  On the other hand, South Korea and the U.S. have been performing maneuvers and exercise training for quite some time fairly close to the North/South borders.  No wonder the world is paranoid.  There is reason to be.  Dear God, I pray please don’t let the worst happen.

On to another attrocity:  We live in the country.  We have neighbors, not close, but well within eyesight.  Get this – some people of unsavory character actually thought it would be cool to burglerize the property of a 70 something old man across the road from us.  They crept in during the dead of night and relieved the old man of a ton of his prized tools and machines from his barn.  These are things he has worked hard to come by.  Thankfully, they only robbed him of things, not life, which could very well have taken place.  Oh, and one other thing they took is his feeling of security in his own home.  Such a shame.

Heightened security is everywhere these days.

On a different note  –  Our baby granddaughter was at our house yesterday.  It is such a joy to be around such innocence!  She is a total delight, or so I thought.  As was fitting for a day that was traumatic already, she tried out her razor sharp new teeth on my finger.  Then she wouldn’t let go.  I don’t know why.  I had to pry her little baby jaws open, which of course upset her to no end, to withdraw my almost bloody finger from within that perfect little cupid-bow mouth of hers.  Can I tell you how much that hurt??  It felt like she had a pair of sissors in there instead of new baby teeth.  I was reminded of one of those aliens on the TV show from forever ago called V.   My sons never did that to me.  My other grandchildren never did that to me.  I hope it isn’t a prelude to what kind of little demon, oops, I mean angel, she is going to be.  I love that child, really I do. 

Let’s all take a deep breath…

When bad things happen, I find the older I get, the harder it is to mentally process some things.  It seems the hurts hurt more.  I was outside in the early misty morning mulling over the state of the world.  Looking up, I was blessed with a beautiful sight.  Huge clusters of grape wisteria gracefully spread across my pergola and seemed to reach out to me.  Call me crazy, but it felt like a hug.  I’ll take it.  Thank you, Lord.
“I pray because I can’t help myself. I pray because I’m helpless. I pray because the need flows out of me all the time – waking and sleeping. It doesn’t change God – it changes me.”
— C.S. Lewis


How I Really Feel

Folks, can I tell you how much fun publishing a book can be??  It’s a lot of fun, but it is kind of nerve wracking as well.  Not kind of.  It is nerve wracking.  There is so much to think about, to plan, to consider.  Decisions have to be made regarding various things like book signings, how many books to have on hand, etc.  And angst over whether anybody is going to like my story (which I happen to love).  That’s a big one right there, and it can be a monster if I let it.  Thankfully, I have had only good reviews so far but then, I do have a huge extended family if you know what I mean, wink*wink.  I’m not sure if anyone I don’t know has read the book. 

When you look at the big picture, it doesn’t matter who likes it and who doesn’t.  Really.  At least that’s what I think.  Ok, now insert a picture of a famous star at the Oscars…”Just being nominated is an honor!”  Of course it is!  As per my book, just being read is an honor whether said reader likes it or not. Some will like it, some will not. Keep in mind this is how I really feel.

There is nothing like a little perspective to bring a person out of the clouds and down to earth.  Fame and fortune?   They don’t matter.  Name recognition?  New York Times Best Selling List?  Nope.  Okay, Okay, a little dishonesty there.  That might matter a little bit.  North Korea firing a nuclear bomb?  That Matters.  Loss of a loved one?  It Matters.  An autistic child or a healthy newborn baby?  Yes, they matter.  Being content, happy, joyful over what- the ordinary?  Matters big time.  How we treat the earth is mega-important.  How we are poisoning our minds and bodies with technology. Well, how important is that?  The way we treat each other, ie; friends, loved ones, enemies, aquaintences, strangers, people with different religions, skin color, sexual orientation – Do we love or do we condemn? 

Yes, it’s fun to be a published author, even if the kudos are home-grown (actually, they are the best!) and even if I get no recognition at all.  The first couple of weeks were pretty heady, I must say.  But there’s nothing like getting jerked back into reality by what is on TV or in the newspaper, and there is nothing like getting slammed in the gut by bad news to bring a person back into reality.  Reality is not about accomplishments or fame and fortune.

My spiritual journey is never ending and my God makes it a point to drive that fact home every so often.  Such is the case with all of this book publishing stuff.  In His gentle way, He has reminded me that my purpose on this earth is not solely to accomplish ticking off the items on my bucket list (writing a book was #1).  I may never know the purpose for which He created me, but I do know that if I surrender to His will for my life, I will have accomplished something more important than just publishing an ol’ book.  I am reminded of a song from a cd by John Michael Talbot.  “Christ has no body here but yours.  No hands, no feet on earth but yours.”  It is in doing His will that we are doing something important.  Helping the poor, righting the wrongs, world peace, loving one another despite our differences.  Is it possible?  Comparing those attributes with – oh, I don’t know – publishing a book for example, which is more important?

Disclaimer:  I am not saying that I can’t or shouldn’t enjoy the process of writing and publishing.  Au Contrere!  I’m having a blast and I hope to write many more books!  I do have personal goals that I want to accomplish.  But I have to put things into perspective.  I am saying that I haven’t forgotten that there are a few more important things that really matter, things I have to do while I am here on this earth.  Nothing grandiose, just stuff like keeping my head out of the clouds and my feet on the ground.  That’s how I really feel.

If you are so inclined, please pray with me.

Most Holy and Blessed Trinity,

Thank you for giving us this day and for the blessings you have sent, especially those we aren’t yet aware of.  We need you Lord God.  And we need to thank and praise you for you are a merciful God and you have a plan for each of us.  There is so much wrong with the world today.  We are a lost people with no perspective of what the really important things are.  Help us to overcome, Lord.  You have put us here to be your hands and feet.  Help us to serve You and mankind for Your greater glory.  We need your strength and your mercy.  We need instructions on being kind to each other and to the earth.  Come, Holy Spirit, come. We want to work for world peace and an end to suffering and fear.   Show us how we must decrease so that You will increase and that by doing so, we fulfill the plan You have set before us.  

Thank you for the examples of piety You have sent – Your holy Blessed Mother Mary, all the saints, blessed Mother Theresa and more.  Quicken our minds that we remember them and all they believed in.   Teach us to be humble and to put others before us.

Lord, we ask a lot but we know that You are a mighty God and You love us with an enduring love that never fails.  Thank You.  Thank You.

In the name of Your beautiful Son Jesus,