It was a day when the sun was shining, the purple was blooming outside of my living room window, and all seemed well in front of me. I was picturing the deer that danced across the road just a few days ago early in the morning as the sun was rising; leaving a bit of slobber and a random dent on my hood. Maybe her world seemed calm with the view of green things to nibble on across the road. And there I was. There we were. Completely changing what she thought was going to happen.
I sometimes talk with people who sound as if they have life all figured out. I wonder how that works when the world around us is continually changing. I keep learning how much I don’t have figured out! As I reflect back on this week alone, I can picture the “list” I made each night before bed of what I hoped to get accomplished, actually needed to get accomplished the next day. Situations happened. People needed taken care of. Kids needed towed in windy lake water. Schedules needed redone and redone. Life didn’t flow…in one sense.
However, if we step back, wake up and take another breath; we can find the calm outside of our windows. Maybe it’s more than a purple flower. If you step into my yard, and look down, you’ll see a handful of vegetation surrounding each foot. It changes as you take the next step. I can’t tell you the purpose of each plant, but I see it. I see it across the hills. Soon we’ll see yellow, blue, red, orange and more color than we actually recognize, growing under our feet…if we stop to look out across the horizon or under our feet. It even grows back after it is burnt off. It fights its way back into new life.
Watching the green return is one of my favourite things of the spring, especially in the Flint Hills. My calm looks out over the Flint Hills and into neighboring communities, Kansas and the rest of the world. Even when the immediate need is to focus on the one next thing that needs to be done (and the many things not accomplished yesterday), does it mean we must lose sight of the long-term hopes for what could happen. The vision. Maybe vision continually realigns as the day to day happens and as the “oops” of life happen; but does it need to go away in the storm of the moment? Maybe it’s about doing the day to day to get to the future. Some call it survival…I call it perseverance and hope. Hope that the challenges of the day will end in triumph for the future!
I woke up 2 hours ahead of what I had hoped for this morning. Well I went to bed 2 hours later than I had hoped for. Although that doesn’t calculate, my mind thought it did. The sun came up and as usual, I was wide awake! After wrestling to think I just needed more sleep, I came to look out my window. I then thought I might as well test the temperature of the morning to see what to wear for a morning run. That’s when I spotted the purple. It reminded me that situations have a purpose. A purpose to strengthen us; so that as we walk out the future, we have what it takes to follow through with what we know can happen. All it takes is a little hope. Or maybe it’s a little faith, trust and a little bit of pixie dust (as Peter Pan might suggest). While my Bible doesn’t say I need pixie dust, it would be fun to try it out!
Am I feeling optimistic today? Yes. Even tonite, almost 18 hours after I wrote this. Some of it is faith that things will work out. Some of it is just the fact that the future does come with each new day. Maybe optimism is a choice we sometimes need to make; every minute. Sometimes its easy. Sometimes its not.
And what happened in Zambia and South Africa? …That story is coming. Its on that “list” I make out each night. Along with the Orlando trip.
I came across these quotes that seemed like they belong here.
“Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world.”
― Arthur Schopenhauer, Studies in Pessimism: The Essays
“If I paint a wild horse, you might not see the horse… but surely you will see the wildness!”
― Pablo Picasso