Sunrise along The Space Coast.
There is nothing quite like a scheduled disruption of your daily life. To willingly jettison oneself out of the pattern of the days, to experience something different and new, and to see how others live, there’s so much Grace and Mercy at work in the lives of others that I marvel.
I used to think that our lives were built as solid structures from the ground up, but perhaps they are more woven of a variety of evidences of faith, as the waves cover and obscure the sea.
I originally wanted to call this post Technology & Obsolescence, but I figured that was almost -too- fatalistic.
The ocean claimed my AirPods, and I almost lost the plot! But to witness this CRRT wash up on shore and do this little dance… well, let’s just say it put a smile on my face.
We’re only here for a short time. We move with the current, and the best of our efforts towards permanence and perfection will be lost to the bottom feeders. Where criticism and doubt latch on like barnacles.
I really don’t like this image but it is very important. It grossed me out to take this photo, as the obscene level of detail clashed with the eternal breadth of the sea.
To go from a broad vision to a jagged set of teeth, these invasive zebra mussels remind me, to the degree we desire specificity, our perspectives are drawn towards fixed points.
We rise and fall according to our vision, and there is more than enough detail to bring us from the heights to the depths and back…
if we are willing, and if we can let go.
