The Batter Swings and the Summer Flies – Opening Thoughts

Greetings Dear Reader,

As Autumn official arrives at 9:21 AM Central time I am pondering the adventures of the summer.  There were more than anticipated and they were amazing.  Autumn, however, is also a time for adventure.

Baseball is nearing the playoffs.  Some of the maples have already begun to show red.  I yearn for the smell of fires and damp leaves.  The air is already cooler and less humid.  The week has been filled with the latter rains in abundance.

As I mentioned earlier in the month the seasons reflect so much about the journey.  The transitions and changes come whether we wish them or not.  It is the way in which we dance with those changes where we are found.  Who we are is revealed.  What we value is exposed. 

Before my heart runs out of summers I want to assure that I am ready for Autumn.  This will be a short transition.  The things that reflect the world to me in this change are simple but I wish to ponder them.  As always you are welcome to join me Dear Reader and I cherish your thoughts and questions.

The Riddle – Fiver for Fighting - John Ondrasik

There was a man back in '95

Whose heart ran out of summers

But before he died, I asked him

Wait, what's the sense in life

Come over me, Come over me

He said, Son why you got to sing that tune

Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon

Let an angel swinging and make you swoon

Then you will see... You will see

Then he said,

Here's a riddle for you

Find the Answer

There's a reason for the world: You and I...

Picked up my kid from school today

Did you learn anything cause in the world today

You can't live in a castle far away

Now talk to me, come talk to me

He said,

Dad I'm big but we're smaller than small

In the scheme of things, well we're nothing at all

Still every mother's child sings a lonely song

So play with me, come play with me

And Hey Dad

Here's a riddle for you

Find the Answer

There's a reason for the world, you, and I...

I said,

Son for all I've told you

When you get right down to the

Reason for the world...Who am I?

There are secrets that we still have left to find

There have been mysteries from the beginning of time

There are answers we're not wise enough to see

He said... You’re looking for a clue; I Love You free...

The batter swings and the summer flies

As I look into my angel's eyes

A song plays on while the moon is hiding over me

Something comes over me

I guess we're big and I guess we're small

If you think about it man you know we got it all

Cause we're all we got on this bouncing ball

And I love you free

I love you freely

Here's a riddle for you

Find the Answer

There's a reason for the world: You and I...

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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