9-25-20
11:32 am Friday
It was a windy night. Shuna and I both woke up. We have had trees
fall on our pony pens and fencing in the past. I find the wind makes
me nervous. As the wind was blowing and I lay in bed at 3 odd o’clock
an idea invaded my psyche. This idea is that if I had lots of money I
could create a house that would be safe from disasters. If I was
worthy of making a lot of money I would possess something special/
better than most and be rewarded with money and safety. As the wind
blows I seem so uncertain, so inconsequential, so unworthy. I do
believe there is some truth in what I was considering. If you can be
clever enough or lucky enough you will be rewarded with wealth and
privilege.
I believe the challenge I have is to defy this truth and assert that I do
have value, that what I do matters, and I can make a difference even if a don’t possess a
fortress/ castle.
I lie in bed at 3 odd o’clock in the morning and my wife snuggles me and my son gently stirs.
I am blessed, I have a responsibility to keep them safe, and a truth to assert that we matter,
what we do matters, we can make a difference.