Honestly, you’d think by now I’d know that the spider is being OVERLY TENACIOUS and insistent on building his web there.
I suppose, as I remove spiderweb from my face and hair, that I could see this as, perhaps, a message that I could be as committed to success in my own projects. I get it. I do. I’ll go build some spiderwebs of my own.
Then, I will sit quietly with my coffee and watch the rest of the world do the “freaked out oh my god I just walked into a spiderweb dance.” And laugh.
MUAHAHA!
Every night it’s the same conversation:
himself: what’s for dinner?
moi: what would you like?
himself: chateaubriand
moi: try again
himself: beef wellington
moi: um…mac and cheese?
himself: gross!
moi: spaghetti?
himself: nah.
Every night. I got nuthin. Anybody got a recipe for beef wellington?
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
