Jasmine, Apple Pie, Cologne Mingled With The Smell Of A Wood Stove, A Just Bathed Baby, and Fresh Coffee Brewing. Peppermint, Musk, Lemon, Roast in the Oven, and Warm Chocolate.
Flannel Shirts, Sundried Sheets, Glossy Cover of a Magazine, Leather, Dirt, Grilled Steak, Burning Branches, Diesel Fuel, Walking on the Wharf, The Ocean, Rain, the Barn, Pine Trees and Campfires.
Bob Seeger, The Rolling Stones, ZZ Top, Janice Joplin, Chuck Berry, Fats Domino, Ray Charles, Floyd Crammer, The Beetles, Elvis, Elton John, Rod Stewart, Aretha Franklin, Diana Ross, Billy Joel, Yanni, Steve Miller Band, Kansas, Beethoven, Bach, Mozart, Brahms, Vivaldi and so much more…
You ask, what does this mean??? It means this is how I feel; this is what is going on inside of me, a thousand different times, a thousand different days.
Life is a blur at times; this entire year has come and almost gone. I have always heard the older you get the quicker time flies and there seems to be some truth to it. My mind is stuck somewhere between 40 and 50 yet I notice that my 60 + year old body doesn’t respond in the same manner.
Priorities change as well. None of us know when we will be called “home”. At times I truly pray “Lord come quickly”, other times I just feel overwhelmed with things I still want to do, people I want to spend time with and places I want to go. Other times I wonder about the “what if’s”.
I used to love to dance, perhaps even lived to dance and sometimes still long to dance until the soles of my shoes are worn out, other times I want to burst out into singing, even though I can barley carry a tune in a bucket and there are even times when I want to cry with no holding back. Surely I am not alone with these emotions that all seem to occupy rather large rooms in my mind and seem to have a life of there own.
I wonder, is this the meaning of “Coming Full Circle”?
It was you who opened up springs and streams; you dried up the ever flowing rivers. The day is yours, and yours also the night; you established the sun and moon. It was you who set all the boundaries of the earth; you made both summer and winter. Ps 74:15-17