We are loved and free to love.
Yes, I know this is not exactly a hiking path. I’ll concede it’s more of a superhighway, actually, but I was quite taken with the whole thing, so here it is (it leads down to a picnic area by Roberts Lake). I would NOT take this path if I was heading to THIS lake. This is Moat, not Roberts lake.
Yet, so often, we KNOWINGLY travel roads that we KNOW don’t go where we intend or that aren’t where we should be. You know what I’m talking about! That’s all well and good if you are okay with being lost. Too often in life we end up being in the wrong when we’re really trying hard to do the right thing. Why make things worse by doing dumb things willfully. On this point, why do we willfully make assumptions about other people’s motivations, especially when we mostly don’t know why WE do the things WE do, says the things we say, thank what we think!? As the lovely wife says, ‘think the best’. Cut some slack, show some grace, be mature, don’t personalize things, LOVE others. Confession time – I’m guilty of these things. Someday I’ll grow up. I’m 53; not much time left to accomplish this lofty goal.
It’s worth the effort. The way we treat others skews the way we see life. This pic is from the top of Mt. Becher. I meant to go there and took the right path (thanks to my son, the guide). Definitely not wasted effort.
I went shopping for some vittles and looked up. That in itself is unusual. However, the sky seemed a bit pink, muted, pastelish and rather pleasant. When I came out, holy mackerel Batman. There’s fire in the sky. Knowing the time for enjoying this was short, I rushed to the alleged truck (it’s old with undetermined usability left – but that’s another post) and grabbed the camera. Blackberry, actually, but no bells and whistles. I hate bells and such. A couple of clicks and here’s the evidence.
Transient, maybe, but who says value and beauty must be graspable and bankable?