Loading

18 08 2009

This is a picture of my digital life lately…. “loading!”. As I sit and watch time wheel turn or the rainbow color wheel spin and spin and spin, I stare and read the word loading. Is it a productive use of time…ummm no.

If you’ve grown up with computers or any other digital devices since the 90’s you have experienced two things. First, the signal you’re going to be waiting. From the infamous dial-up screech to the iconic hour glass that just keeps turning…we’ve all wasted countless hours with them. Second the inevitable “reboot,” which is a whole other blog topic.

I wonder how many minutes I’ve depleted off my life clock waiting for something to load. While life is happening around me, I’m chained to an expectation for something to happen. What else am I sitting around waiting for? What else could I be doing
instead of waiting? Life happens now, not after a load time. Today I resist…today I will do life in real-time, even if I have to set the stupid iPhone down while it figures it out 🙂

Breathe In & Smile Out,
Chris

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Arms of a mother

26 03 2009

On a flight today next to a 14 month old girl and her Mother. On a quick side note, still can’t figure out why all passengers have to buckle up for the least little bit if turbulence…but if you are a baby, well just sitting in an adult lap is fine :-0.

I digress, the picture u saw in my quick 35 min flight was a shot of our relationship with God. As we were taxing to take off the lil girl was looking, touching, and exploring everything within arms reach. Then, as it usually turns out, on the approach in she was crying as the cabin pressure was dropping.

The thought came to me that is a picture of our relationship with God. He holds us in His lap and let’s us explore the world around us. Never stopping us, but there to make sure we are okay. Just as the Mother, God looks at us and smiles as we are there exploring. He is laughing with us and holding us close in delight.

As our world changes…as we get scared…as we panic…He is right there to comfort. He is there to hold us tight. Forever we are like that baby, in the arms of out Mother. Safe, loved, secure.

Breathe In &Smile Out
Chris