Heavens declaring loudly

Same sky, different nights...exploding glory.
 I am in need of perspective these days. Things are not quite working out as we expected or at least hoped for and  we are in a place of uncertainty. Focusing in on our life, our circle of concern and I am lost in the myopia of the moment. I look outside of that circle and I see quite a few of our friends and family struggling ..I look farther and the whole world  is unraveling. It seems that a thread has been pulled and every day brings further proof that things are uncertain the world over.
Then on a given evening I glimpse outside of my front door and  the heavens are shouting, loudly, boldly that beauty belongs even in the middle of uncertainty. Creator God says that the heavens declare His faithfulness, His glory. If He is so bold to declare, in moments, spectacular beauty for anyone who wants to look, can I also believe that the same God can make sense of our uncertainties?  Can beauty for all be an expression of love for all? And when I see beauty in His creation I can be assured of His love.  And if He loves, He is present in all that is uncertain.
Beauty to Love to Hope to Peace, in all that is uncertain.

right to be right

I don't know what it is about us but we like to put 'them' into boxes.  So far there are quite a few boxes to separate and segregate just with a casual wandering through my fb news-feed and twitter account. These are boxes by the way that we give each other in the fold called the family of God; conservative, progressive, evangelical, fundamentalist, pentecostal, orthodox in every flavor, liberal, right-wing, left-wing, emerging- emergent- emerged...I don't know. This of course isn't including the myriad of denominations, creeds and ism's of particular issues whether it be gender issues, roles in the church and family, what is sin, poverty, compassion, missions, modesty, parenting, marriage, persecutions of and by. We collectively hate them and love others.  What is a family, a relationship and when should we be mad at or offended by a corporation, country or collective thought that is popular at the snapchat moment.

We have various numbers of steps to repair, fix, overcome, rethink get right all of the above: 7 , 8, 13, 21, 56 steps to everything.  There are articles I read that I won't go to the comment section because inevitable there is a yahoo who thinks swearing and ALL CAPPING will change everyone's opinion just because he/she swore and ALL CAPPED.

We are so earnest, so desiring for the other to come over to our side of the issue. We are so sure we are so right about so many many things. If only 'they' could see how stupid, lost, angry, un-educated, miss-informed, self centered, liberal, conservative, immature, young, old, traditional, progressive 'they' are...if only.

Where is love? How are we at that? 1 John is pestering me because I am not good at love...the love each other commandment ... We have to love each other...if we don't we cannot call ourselves children of God no matter how right we think we are about anything.
Love trumps everything...the right to be right, more right, better right, theologically right, fundamentally right, biblically right, denominationally right, politically right, educationally right, materially right, racially right, culturally right, historically right, constitutionally right.
Trust me, after writing right so many times...it has lost its meaning.
Love doesn't.

The Play Button

The berry's are coming...all of them at the moment at the same time. Strawberries, raspberries and even the blueberries. It really is a lovely delicious time here in the PNW.  All the young folk are working, nice thing about living in a rural community, there is work for the teens.
I'm on pause at the moment.
Scott is home and not working. This is hard for a lot of reasons but he isn't one to sit still.  Mijo is working and loving on people...she is seldom home if she can help it. Nick is working in the berry's and is home to sleep. We just found out that his leaving this Fall is postponed for 6 months so we are trying to figure out the next immediate step for him.
I'm on pause.
At Costco the other day, the cart rolled over my toe...so literally, I can hardly move.
I'm on pause.
I don't do well on pause, I lose perspective. I feel every ache and pain. I auger in on things that should be left well enough alone. I muse and ponder. I withdraw. Pause isn't good for me.

I am looking for the play button.