There is a simple beauty of knowing
That one is blessed
Dark or Light, all is well.
Beyond all belief
And beyond all hope.
Simple. Embrace Life without killing off others with lies.
A Photographer's Glance
Ducks Afloat
What will it look like to be able to be with the children and not have to worry about criminal charges based on lies and recalcitrant court processes that deliver on lies more than on truths?
Is there a peace that God offers beyond the torture delivered by God’s own people to their own?
Is there a calm, cool place of hope and productivity that gives life?
I do not know for sure but I know the children will live with joy. And the hemlock is as likely as peace and freedom, or even more so.
This is God’s world. Calmly about the day’s tasks, staying afloat, doing well.
There are a few times when things just click and you know it is terrific to be alive.
The rocks are terrific.
The light, the water, the colour, the barnacled rocks. It’s the beach.
And the light just glances fabulously off the water around the sand and over the rocks.
When one sees the world with lies, it is never good for oneself and for all.
When one sees the world of beauty it is always a sense of grace that prevails for oneself and others.
1 John 7-9
If we walk in the light as Jesus himself is in the light, we have communion with one another, and the blood of Jesus his Son cleanses us from all sin.
If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, he who is faithful and just will forgive us our si ns and cleanse us from all unrighteousness.
Today, the waters of baptism flow freely in the Light, and we walk as one, accompanied by the saints of all time:
To be blessed to be a blessing to all, every last person who encounters us.
On this May Day, a festival of dance and spring, maypoles and cakes, a day of workers’ recognition and honour: Dance this day, full of hope and joy. The creation awaits your participation in its rebirth.
My Love,
On this May Day baptismal day we celebrate not only a small child’s baptism, but all baptisms, including our own: that God is a Gracious and Loving God, to have created this universe, and us with it, knowing what we would do, what God would have to do, what Jesus would suffer, what the Holy Spirit could do, and what we would do with all that to ignore all that God has done for us.
There is a wonder, in you, a miracle of reality. God created as child grown to a respected slim, silver haired elder woman, guided by grace in all you do, with a mind that flips your focused reality from short term to long term memory with concentration and focus, that lives in the world of emotions and sorts them, gives meaning to them and is able to see what others are blind to; and you use that information with grace for people to move forward in life. And your heart of compassion, kindness, grace, generosity, persistence and hope moves you and people around you into a world where God’s grace abounds. You face issues that others shrink from and give space for others to be as they will, yet insist that they hear the vision of justice that you bring, the vision of grace that you bring, the vision of understanding and compassion for all people.
In you our sons have a model for hope against hope. In you I have received my self again. In you God has made a miracle, a reflector of God’s light and music so that the dance, though by broken people shines with colours and rhythm that reveals the infinite in our limited finite reality.
On this May Day, a festival of dance and spring, maypoles and cakes, a day of workers’ recognition and honour: Dance this day, full of hope and joy. The creation awaits your participation in its rebirth.
And this is what it can look like, adjusting the photo for the human eyes tremendous flexibility.