i'm learning that every move i make towards joy with intentionality and patience is lending towards the good of my bigger picture. i'm learning that G-d is on the floor in my living room while we giggle and is behind the mastermind of the sushi chef who decided kiwi would be a great idea... and this greater good... this sincere G-d is in front of every opportunity i cease in music, in the car, in shaking the hands of rich and poor strangers... in clever and beautiful melody lines and improvisational rhymes.
i'm obsessed with dominos. the domino affect. the look the shape the sound of them near one another... on top of one another. the movie. there's a group of men who meet for 5 nights a week at the coffee shop i work at and their sanctuary is our patio. their practice is the game. their victory is the punto. they are some of the most interesting and kind men i have ever met. and there's a nice middle aged woman called julia who occasionally roams and lends out shoulder rubs. i love this community.
my greater good... abba... dear brown barefoot jesus man... this pure unadulterated love and joy and peace and patience with a broken, beautiful people, this circle of family and friends is my only rational attribute to all this exponential goodness.
"imagine how much a man's life would be changed if he trusted that he was loved by God? he could interact with the poor and not show partiality; he could love his wife easily and not expect her to redeem him, he would be slow to anger because redemption was no longer at stake, he could be wise and giving with his money because money no longer represented points. he could give up on formulaic religion, knowing that checking stuff off a spiritual to do life was a worthless pursuit, he would have confidence and the ability to laugh at himself and he could love people without expecting anything in return. it would be quite beautiful really..."
-donald miller, searching for god knows what
unlike my beloved dominos, this is far from black and white... i've brought all of this to the table because it's what has fed and nourished me... i don't expect the world to immediately uncover and delve. it's a big table. a lot of options. and some fool always brings that sketchy green bean casserole.
i suppose our faith is a journey... with a fuzzy warm and guided destination. like a teddy bear holding a compass straight out of laundry day.
peace and love.
let the sun shine in on your toes then yeah?
and our gardens near approaching their 4'th week of life...
