The rest of the world is tucking in……preparing for the winter,
You want it
have in common, for is there anyone who
does not dream of such a place?
If the sight of the blue sky fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive. Eleonora Duse
I am heading back to the desert filled with sweet memories for my soul’s bouquet.
It is fragrant and alive, and still fresh in my mind.
I carry their voices away with me along with the times we shared, held close to my heart.
So grateful am I for this time. To refresh, renew.
We will be further down the road tomorrow and heading back home.
How curious and bittersweet to go from home to home once again.
This is the afterglow of vacation.
I am still in it.
The cabin we rented actually had these stars all ready for us!
Is it just me???
Pop music has lost its soul. I was driving to work this morning after a very long stressful week and I needed to hear something that would make me smile…..a feel good CD. I had Simon and Garfunkel in there from awhile back, so I put it in. Instantly I was taken back……..I remembered high school English class….we all had to print out a popular song, read it out loud and then discuss the meaning behind the words….the soul of the song.
I must say, that at 14 I was very innocent. The song I chose was “The Boxer,” by Simon and Garfunkel. Before I read it aloud, I had to ask my Dad what a whore was. That was the closest they got to a bad word in the song lyrics back then.
I thought it would be interesting to compare the “soul” of pop today, with the “soul” of the pop of yesterday. Here are a few snippets I found that frankly, made me sad for where we are today…..
In my opinion, music, like art and comedy should be universal. Something everyone can share and appreciate. It should inspire emotion, deep feeling, sadness, joy, wonder, longing….the full range of emotions. There is so much beauty, goodness, wonder and love in the world.
It makes me wonder what the fallout is going to be for our youth that fill their heads with this stuff……it is no surprise that so many are depressed and hopeless…..
“Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.” Philippians 4:8
I leave you today with an almost prophetic song. To me this is one of the most beautiful pop songs ever written. If you get a few spare moments, pull it up on Itunes or Pandora and listen to it. Think about where we are today, everyone walking around with their heads bent, texting……plugged in, tuned in and tuned out of the world around them. It will produce some chills I guarantee it!
Taken from my iphone, Lodi, California…..
Yesterday I missed prayer time. Usually I start the day with a sentence prayer as I get up, and then I pray on the way to work during commute, and then sometimes I will say short prayers throughout the day, just talking to my Father about things, or at the very least, prayers of confession after I hurl bad thoughts at unsuspecting drivers who cut me off. But yesterday, I didn’t really have a conscious prayer time.
I missed it.
I read a very touching poem that stayed with me all afternoon. You can read it here
Still in reflection after the poem, I walked down to our cafe here at work. My thoughts were on hungry children as I walked past bins of fruit that we get here free for the taking. I envisioned myself handing every last one to little outstretched hands. I saw the beans that collect the excess drips from the Starbucks coffee carafes, and thought of parents who would give anything for those beans to feed their families. I saw the squash that we use as ornaments on the counters. Then I went outside and fed our stray cat, one of several that our company has adopted because people carelessly dump them off in the parking lot, or move and leave them behind…..Even the cat food has more nutrition than what some kids get in a week. I was mulling it all over…..why do we have so much and they so little?
I got home. I felt the Spirit leading me out to my little prayer shed but I really wasn’t in sync for it. I thought, “I usually don’t pray now, this is not what I do, I am a morning prayer person. Evenings are for catching the news of the day, maybe some computer time, dinner…..but the feeling wouldn’t go away. The Spirit said, go….
I went, I lit my 6 inch Christmas tree, (yes, already) and my lamp….I prayed, and I was blessed. I am so glad I did……I am glad I listened. My flesh was saying no, but the Spirit in me was saying, yes. The Spirit is always right…..thank you Lord, again.
Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus. 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18