pray for peace

One of my favorite painters, Picasso, has a series of lovely and simple line drawings that make me smile. Their beautiful simplicity speaks volumes — one stroke, one line can convey as much or more than the detailed paintings of other masters. I appreciate the others, as I appreciate some of Picasso’s more complex works as well.

But sometimes, less is more.

On this, the eve of another year gone by when we remember the events of September 11, 2001, I pray for peace.  We live in a complex world with complex relationships and far too much chaos. We grieve over the inhumanity of man against man, not just over the events that horrified us nine years ago, but over horrors committed daily.

We grieve at our capacity for evil. We grieve over injustice. We grieve because we feel.  And if we feel we can hope.

But this I call to mind, and therefore I have hope. The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end.    — Lamentations 3:21-22

Dear Son,

I paid your ticket today.

You’re welcome.

And I’m keeping your change.

I always enjoy a trip to the local constabulary, particularly when it is DeKalb County. The Flora and Fauna always entertain. Especially the Fauna.

I wonder when I ceased to be shocked by anything.  Still, it’s probably a good thing that I maintained an air of aloof disinterest when the enormous woman beside me pulled $600 in small bills out of her bra. I have to give credit to the male clerk who accepted the damp wad and calmly counted and made change.

I suppose we all have gifts.

Sincerely,

Your Loving Mother

P.S. Keep your nose clean. And go to church.

5 things I like

1. Stone Mountain yellow daisies on the side of the road (the festival is coming up!)

2. hot chocolate

3. sunshine!

4. rain!!

5. hugs

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