Observation

Life is a puzzle, endlessly morphing so pieces in place must be rearranged to come close to a resolution. Then the whole thing falls, coming apart. It must then be put together again. Or perhaps, life is a composition that arrives nearly complete in a maestro’s mind, but upon concentration digresses into separate notes with no continuity.

These are the days of individuals, communities, states, countries, and the whole of the world. Constant change, revolution, reorganization, reformation are the lot of humanity, both singularly and in mass. We are made to grow, create, become, and, these are processes of the destruction of knowns and the construction of theories, which we assimilate as the new knowns, which then must be replaced.

Those who explore, create, envision the future before the dissolution of the past, become the heroes and heroines of the present, rewarded with wealth and prestige, positions of power and authority.

Time is not, however, static, it flows, and current triumphs become novelties of yesterday. Chaos surrounds, summons us. We are invited to delve deep into its recesses, to plunder its treasures for our edification and enrichment, but the things we gain are ethereal, quickly resolving back into the turmoil from whence they arose. We may briefly conquer and harness chaos, the unknown, to our will, but it will tear away, and we must rejoin the chase.

Thankfully, over all these elements, the Lord, Jesus Christ, stands sovereign, and in His wisdom and power, constrains what would destroy all of us. We, the whole of human life, are protected by God. Though we live, blissfully unaware, our steps are marshalled and guided in ways needful for survival. I am most grateful for the Lord’s constant loving care.

Adventures in Technology

A lot of my world is tech. I am alone, and it keeps me company. The thing is my relationship with tech has always been fraught with disaster.

Tractors used to start up mysteriously when I got near, I know that is mechanical, but early tech.

Telephones rang, and I knew who was on the line before the phone was answered. Analog phones folks, not caller id. Now the handsets randomly turn on in their cradles.

I broke my share of watches, just by wearing them. It is not a lot better now. Sometimes my smartwatch loses its mind.

Calculators and cash registers would malfunction when I was around. The cash registers still happen. I usually prepare for something to go wrong when I am in line, I do not get in a hurry.

Computers, printers, scanners, our modern technology, I have struggled with them since 1991. If I had money for all the times components have malfunctioned, I would be wealthy. It is indeed a miracle I have not destroyed some of the machines. The computer I am using right now is an atrocity. It mangled its file system so severely on the first boot that even DELL could not fix it. I have a printer that loves to eat cardstock and photo paper. If I am fortunate and remember only to send one item at a time, sometimes it cooperates.

My cellphone, just today, decided as it streamed music, to play a few notes and jump to another song. I cleared the cache, more than once. It worked a few moments and began its rotation again. I pulled over, stopped, and cleared the cache again. This was not acceptable to the phone. So I restarted, even though it had updated and restarted during the night. Evidently, that was the proper propitiation.

Early this morning, in the dark I mean, probably around 2am, my Kindle gave me the error message that it was not connected to the internet. I opened the system tools and watched, the Kindle would scan, find the internet, connect, then the screen would go blank, and the process would repeat. How annoying! So, I turned off the Kindle and gave it time, restarted it. It began its little circus trick again. I reset the router, turned the Kindle off, waited for the cycle, turned the Kindle back on, and yeah howdy, there is the internet.

This morning the Artificial Intelligence decided to wake me up talking to me before my alarm went off. This was not a thing I set up. There was another time this week that the AI just began talking.

I wrote a review to go on Amazon of the book I just completed. Between the Kindle and the internet, something went wrong, and cyberspace ate my review. I hope it put it with all the other things it has swallowed over the years. I am quite sure it could compile it all into a rather large volume, like maybe the World Book Encyclopedia, Complete Set.

So hey, do not let your tech get you down. Remember you could be me.

Being Informed (Part Two – Kieatrice Tales)

Mrs. Molly Kangaroo received a call, from Kieatrice’s school’s principal, while she was at work in her business office.

Mr. Solance said, “Mrs. Kangaroo, forgive me for calling you during the business day, but it is crucial you know what happened to your daughter today.”

Mrs. Molly replied, “Any time the school needs to reach me about Kieatrice, I am available. She is most important to me. I love her more than words can express.”

“Thank you for your cooperation. Kieatrice was bullied by students as she lined up for the bus this morning. We were informed by the driver and staged a lecture and a guest speaker. However, it is imperative that you are also aware and able to talk with her and provide further support,” said Mr. Solance.

“I do appreciate this call. Bullying is a terrible thing, and it is heartbreaking to know my child experienced it. I will be there to meet her when she comes home and will discuss this with her. Thank you for addressing the issue at school. Perhaps working together we can make the bullies realize they are in error and support Kieatrice in ways that will limit damage to her life,” said Mrs. Molly Kangaroo.

Mr. Solance said, “We will hope our intervention works, but sometimes it does not, so we must all be diligent in observation. If you have any indication this is ongoing, feel free to contact me as needed.”

“I am very grateful you let me know this happened. If I see further signs that she is being harassed, I will inform you immediately. My girl loves school, and I would hate for bullies to change that or harm her kind nature,” said Mrs. Molly.

“Thank you, Mrs. Kangaroo. Hopefully when we speak, again it will be about more pleasant matters. Goodbye,” said Mr. Solance.

Mrs. Molly said, “Goodbye, Mr. Solance.”

Redeeming Terms

I hear people bandy about terms that were once understood as definite descriptions as if those meanings no longer apply. It seems to happen more often and to ever more beautiful words.

Politicalizing or degrading language is an offense, but it is also a part of the adaptation of words to current times. It behooves us to cast back on some of the original purposes set out in our lexicon.

As children, many of us wondered at the beauty of the falling snow, and scores of us have yet to lose the fascination. The idea that each snowflake is an imprinted original with a unique design unlike any other ever released from heaven is fantastic, as is the fact that each human being is an even grander a miracle.

Today, I encourage you to celebrate who you are and what you create. Contribute something refreshingly inventive to our world. Give others an opportunity to experience creation through your perspective. You can only impact society if you take action.

We may grow older,
But if we nurture our passions
Creativity survives.

Keep farseeing eyes
An open, compassionate
Heart, be a blessing.

Communicate LOVE
In all that you undertake;
It makes trouble quake.

As a prompt: Take a word whose reputation has been sullied by offensive misuse and harken back to its origins. Create something, letting the original meaning shine. Do this in any medium that appeals to you.

I am grateful:

I have to chance to express myself creatively.
I am able to write.
Reading is a fundamental skill I exercise regularly.
My son inspired me by calling.
The well we plumb to manifest art and literature in our existence never runs dry.

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Learning Curve

Incredible Hope

I have tools I sometimes fail to explore. I bet you do too. I challenge you to escape your comfort zone and create something astounding. You are fully capable, just convince yourself that the effort is worthwhile.

No one can impact the world in the way you can, you are uniquely gifted with creativity allowing you to be the best of who you wish to be. If you doubt it, read other entries on this website. Creativity is my passion and I will not let you forget that you are divinely endowed with the ability to make your dreams reality.

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