I had an opportunity to revisit an old friend. His grave actually.
Words came to me from many conversations. Mostly me listening.
In and amongst those words I heard:
“Life is too short to spend it hating”.
Perhaps he said that to me because I used to think:
“yeah, but how many people where there as Sarajevo was falling?”
And, a war-cry in my heart, daily:
“Colorado… and, the loss of everything.”
He would also say things like:
“Courage is fear prayed for”.
He was not exactly a Christian; but, he was very much a Believer.
As many of you know, Marc Kutter came by for a visit last week. My primary take-away from that visit was his saying, to the effect:
“Over the past few years I’ve grown stronger in my faith and I learned that everything seems to work-out”.
I might add that troubling matters are rarely as bad as they appear.
And, Marc’s appearance may well be timely.
I’m struggling right now around our house (it’s not feeling much like a home for the moment). The fellow we bought it from almost four years ago failed to disclose a significant drainage issue. We bought the house during the drought. And, there is ample evidence that the drought is over. We’re in trouble. The damage is significant, as is the cost to repair it – even if that is possible. We don’t know that yet. Realtors won’t list it because of the disclosure issues we now face. And, that fellow is a cad. …oh, and he’s a lawyer.
I planned on writing a lot more on a few touch subjects for this post. But, I’m still contemplating. Things will be different after I put life into certain words. However, the story, and the way I handle all of it, is coming.
But, that’s why I’m here, in part.
For the moment I’m praying for some kind of understanding of what I’m supposed to feel, and then what I should do about that. I don’t care for the way this situation makes my heart feel.
Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.
Brian Patrick Cork