Greetings
Dear Reader,
I have more
than I need and am truly blessed. There
are things I want beyond what I have but I am not dissatisfied or
resentful. Again I see the man of steel
as an example of where my heart is. He
had the power to have whatever he wished but chose to let them come or go as
secondary to doing what was right.
It is so
easy to get focused on things we desire and think we need and set aside the
nobility that is part of who we can become.
I am blessed that even my secondary choices are rewarding and help others. There are days, more of late, however, where
I yearn for the life in my heart rather than the one I am living. I know that what I desire is good but just
cannot seem to get there. That just
means I need to stay put until God moves.
I know that
this time of year is harder than most.
In my mind summers are still for time with my children, swimming, and
baseball. That part of me hears the call
of summers gone by and weeps for them to be real again. It is one of the things that I have lost due
to my own choices and may never get back.
I possess
neither the nobility nor purity of Superman but I feel his pain. I am tempted to turn my back on the things
that hinder me living the life I want rather than the one that is before
me. The problem is that I know what I
would have to become to be that man. So what
measure of nobility I do possess and the grace of God keep me where I am.
Superman
Tarzan wasn't a ladies' man
He'd just come along and scoop 'em up under
his arm
Like that, quick as a cat in the jungle
But Clark Kent, now there was a real gent
He would not be caught sittin' around in no
Junglescape, dumb as an ape doing nothing
[Chorus:]
Superman never made any money
For saving the world from Solomon Grundy
And sometimes I despair the world will never
see
Another man like him
Hey Bob, Supe had a straight job
Even though he could have smashed through
any bank
In the United States, he had the strength,
but he would not
Folks said his family were all dead
Their planet crumbled but Superman, he
forced himself
To carry on, forget Krypton, and keep going
Tarzan was king of the jungle and Lord over
all the apes
But he could hardly string together four
words: "I Tarzan, You Jane."
Sometimes when Supe was stopping crimes
I'll bet that he was tempted to just quit
and turn his back
On man, join Tarzan in the forest
But he stayed in the city, and kept on
changing clothes
In dirty old phone booths till his work was
through
And nothing to do but go on home
– Crash Test Dummies
Wishing you
joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So
Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of
Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new
and old things from his great treasure store."
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