I realize I've been a bit lax in posting recently; some of you have even brought it to my attention. I've been meaning to put something up here for several days now, but a promise to be more prolific soon -- and sure, maybe funnier -- will have to suffice.
Today being September 11th, I'd like to encourage you to spend some time in reflection. A terrorist attack killed many people four years ago today. Just within the last few weeks, many more have lost lives due to natural disaster, and some of you also know that a member of the church I used to attend just lost her husband in an unrelated circumstance of personal tragedy.
Between moments of contentedness, between appreciating and enjoying the season of wonderful gifts you have been given, these are the times to contemplate the truly important things. Who are you, really? Why are you here? And what will it mean to anyone once you and every physical trace of your life have been wiped from the earth?
If it seems I'm hammering on these themes lately, all I can say in my own defense is that it's been a sobering, contemplative couple of weeks. The proud accomplishments of humankind are all too easily demolished, and even the memory of a great man or a horrific incident dissolves into a fine filtered mist as the years pass. Where there is such thing as permanence, as lasting legacy, the wise will seek and cling to it with all great hope and finally satisfied yearning.
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Good words.
mw
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