Saturday Reflections

Reflecting this morning on the time that has passed in my 78 years; colorful, comical and at times potentially catastrophic! Yet in between, multiple significant spiritual moments of promise, with a connectedness now revealed in their fulfillment.

This is something that can only come with age, at least to the degree that my life has seemed directed. My own less successful attempts to ignore God's promises have been repeatedly buffered by grace, though often my actions seem an explanation for the deceleration of delivery of said promises.

Even when others in my life have added to the probability of extinguishing such grace, intervention has occurred to bring me to a point in life that is undeniably blessed, relative to what I could have built on my own.

Of course I know that had I walked in total obedience to the call, even greater things would be likely, yet lost would be the intermittent learnings often valuable to others prone to wander!

I was born into a working class, farm based family, well acquainted with poverty from their Depression Era loss of land, then vocational displacement. However, even that seems to have further anchored our spiritual journey.

Work ethic, spiritual moorings, and parental boundaries all have played apart in the success peppered across my 78 years. Opportunities unexplained have now set a faith trajectory undeniable and an impact on multiple communities so unlikely for one of my heritage.

Not bragging just being honest and open as I reflect. Story telling comes with age, forgive my tendencies.