As I drove through northwest Georgia Saturday, I passed a
large horse farm with long fences and horses running through vast verdant
pastures. In one of those pastures was
pair of old stone chimneys that had once been at either end of a house. One could tell that the chimneys were from a
time where a fireplace was vital to the house.
It is a credit to the builder that both stand so tall and sure when the
remainder of the house is long gone.
I pondered that if the land were mine, I would rebuild a
house around those fireplaces. I would
put that proud work to use warming and charming a new home. I would also do my best to build it better so
that the house and fireplaces long remained.
It was announced yesterday that some of the restrictions in
Georgia will be cautiously lifted over the next two weeks. This brought to mind the chimneys. I was thinking about what we are going to
build, resurrect, or embrace when we move on from this crisis. I am pondering our choices and wish to palaver
with you about it.
What we build, we must build better. We would all agree that building it better is
good. What we must agree on is how we
are going to proceed. That is what I
wish to ask and investigate for a few days.
There are so many losses and so much to consider. We need a foundation that will last as long
as those chimneys and longer.
Please keep me company as I ponder how I will be in heart
and mind as we see if we have learned anything. I want to be sure that my faith and following
emerge stronger and true. It is in this
that I cherish your company, Dear Reader.
Perhaps we can build something worth having.
Build it
Better – Aron Wright
You can still see where the water was
In a line at the top of the chimney bricks
Sometimes, something so broken can never be fixed
So we saved a few things that were spared
And brought it to the ground
In a line at the top of the chimney bricks
Sometimes, something so broken can never be fixed
So we saved a few things that were spared
And brought it to the ground
Cause you always build it better the second time around
I drove past the place where we used to live
Where you said you never wanted kids
Sometimes, something so broken can never be fixed
I'm sleeping more and eating again
I'm starting over like a factory town
And you always build it better the second time around
Where you said you never wanted kids
Sometimes, something so broken can never be fixed
I'm sleeping more and eating again
I'm starting over like a factory town
And you always build it better the second time around
You always build it better the second time around
You always build it better the second time around
You always build it better
You always build it better
You always build it better the second time around
You always build it better the second time around
You always build it better the second time around
You always build it better the second time around
You always build it better
You always build it better the second time around
You always build it better the second time around
You always build it better the second time around
You always build it better the second time around
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
homeowner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
(͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Every human story is part of the great story that leads
to the Father getting everything back to Good.
Contacts for Aramis
Thorn:
#aramisthorn
Bookings: aramisthorn@aramisthorn.com
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment