May 07 2009
Distinctions
Day by day I stare at a computer screen while surrounded by drab gray cubicle walls. I say the same things over and over, endlessly on the phone, answering thousands of emails, typing thousands upon thousands of characters on a keyboard.
I know a place though, a place where the only sounds heard are those of God’s creation. The flowing of a river, the wind in the trees, the singing of birds. I often go to this place, not always in person, but I carry it with me in my heart and soul. When I am not there it sings to me, a siren’s call of enticement. I need no urging however. I am always there.
Take care.
J
