Desires labeled and retrieved, deafening clicks.
Screens burning with news from the long age of man.
Surfeit, sickly, noisy… still hungry. Still scraping.
Shake off the world-fury -- its claws retract reluctant
The small things in life are swell -- seen close up, they're easy enough for an 11 year old to appreciate. Is that why Jesus said, unless you become like a little child, you can't enter his kingdom? What would it take for you to see the small goodness in life today?
Give joy permission this year. A spontaneous sunset walk at the beach with family opens our hearts together and we fly. A miracle of moving colors, waking our spirits as the light expands and deepens. We laughed together as we traced the foam-laced sand toward the burning horizon, pausing to watch for the green flash. May this kind of beauty overtake you and I this year, assuring us that Love came first, so we could love, too.