its raining outside.
a much needed rain.
i got home this morning from keeping ms holden at about 715 and daddy was practicing his guitar a little bit before getting ready for work. i laid down on the bed and listened to him for a moment and i was struck with the thought that some things never get old.
in this world where all is fleeting, and time moves much too quickly, there are some things that we never tire of.
for me, hearing him play and sing is one of them. i have mentioned this before i know, but this morning as he played some beatles and some jt, and i listened i let my mind wander to the people and places and things that never grow tired for me.
i could listen to this rain for a very long time i think. its pitter patter that lulls to sleep and at the same time brings life and renewal to the earth.
i could spend countless days at the beach. listening to the waves crash, feeling the sand beneath me.
christmas always seems too short. the time with family and loved ones always seems not quite long enough when the last of the decorations is put away and all must return to the busy routine of life.
and then i thought of dandy. how daddy's soft voice is starting to remind me of his.
how trips in the golf cart, and explorations in the woods come back to me like they happened yesterday. i recalled his hair and mimi brushing it in the car just before church. in my minds eye i saw him as he prayed and passed the plate. i can see his wink, his smile, hear him as he laughs.
the other day some one at a drive thru asked me a question and without even thinking i said, "don't believe, thank you."
a true dandy-ism.
its funny how even the things that are so fleeting somehow stick with us.
my mind wandered next to sweet ev. i remembered her hoola hooping in the back yard one endless summer just before she got out the bad mitten set and we all played. i can hear her too. its a sad and beautiful thing how we can not hear any longer and yet always hear the voices of loved ones.
what i would give to hear again aloud a "now girl" or a "babe".
i have thought for a long while about the things in this life that are eternal.
namely love.
the Bible says that God is Love.
and we know that God is eternal.
i think, therefore that when we love here on earth we catch a glimpse of heaven. of the divine. of the everlasting.
i think thats why real love never stops, or goes away.
even if the person does.
i think thats why certain moments in our memories stick out when they spark within us that old home movie in the mind that plays over and over of loved ones and days gone by.
can you see them?
the days you could live over and over? the moments you wish you could spend again?
i think in some ways thats what heaven is. its this place where all those precious forevers are.
and we catch these glimpses of them here on earth when we love. when we reach outside of ourselves and cling to the eternal, hold on to the Divine and for a moment in time become like Him. transcending time and space. touching on the realm of the infinite.
maybe thats how it is that we can be with Him too. maybe His grace that covers us also unveils this whole new world of possibility.
maybe all is not fleeting, but rather moving toward Him.
