Now in my second year of incurable lymphoma, I still laugh at the punch line to the grand cosmic joke, but all the chemo and blood tests and MRIs and CT scans and nausea makes me want to dig a hole and hide some days...
God wants me happy, healed and whole.
So now I am volunteering to mentor elementary kids who are in need of more adult supervision... I think I'll give the most valuable gift I have... listening. Try to be like my dog, just love as much as I can from wherever I happen to be, and keep my opinions to myself. Nobody wants to hear others' opinions anyway, like "Oh, yeah, can I hear some more complaining? I don't yet feel bad enough today..."
The reverse racism on this island is a problem... racism however it shows up is a problem. We are not divided by races, we are divided by people who listen to God and people who follow the enemy and prefer the things of this world to the grace of God and a true life of spiritual freedom.
I can barely stay in my skin today... need to go roll in the grass and let my dog lick my face... look at the sky and disappear clouds... watch butterflies fly united this time of year... and keep on wishing for ways to serve and raise the quality of life for us all in quiet, anonymous ways.
Be well... be safe... keep your heart open...
