“I am the Lord of the Dance, said He”
Politics is discouraging, writing is at full stop, my teaching is less enthusiastic than it should be. I’m not progressing well toward the current quilting deadline. However that said, I still whistle in the rainstorms.
Driving home from work I was listening to some of the great content available on the internet. Mississippi Public Radio has programs at 9 am which are locally produced and of local interest. Friday is the Gestalt Gardener, Felder Rushing. He’s the kind of guy who makes me, a shrub disinterested schlub feel like gardening should be fun, and wow, I’d like to try that! The landscape fellow he had on the program this weekend and he made the point that the most challenging situations bring out the most creative solutions and interesting gardens.
The video that follows is the first of four parts of the speech Bibi Netanyahu gave in the UN after the well publicized speeches of some of the vicious perveyors of darkness in positions of power in the world.
The times call for some creative solutions. What can I do? What can you do? What can we do to hold fast to that which is true? Can we save the beauty that we know and live? Lies are the new verities. Propaganda is the new art. Politics is discouraging.
An essay I ran into earlier in the week from my Canadian Catholic newspaper writer tried to deal with, “what can we do to keep the faith?”
So, daily, I cling to my little yard that needs mowing, my little table and bird feeder out in the yard, a circle of friends, and pray often and earnestly for God’s will. And I pray for His hand on my wonderful grandboys, my girls. “His eye is on the sparrow…”
Quentin playing by the lake in the Mulligan’s (daughter Tania’s inlaws) neighborhood. Fall’s Church, VA July 2009