DaveM
04-14-2006, 07:36 PM
Addressed to you all, but especially to Janis, who must be horribly weary by now. A highly condensed version of an old journal entry I ran across recently:
We were created....we do not know how or when or why, but here we are.
And He who made the atom gave us the power to create. Whether out of
hope or curiosity or just a sense of humor we may never know. But we
all have it in us in some way....whether it is organizing recipes or
nailing boards in perfectly straight lines or getting the engine of a
car to run just so....it is all creation. Even the guys who blast iron
ore of of a rock face locally are making something out of what was nothing.
But some of us do not break rocks or drive nails or get our hands
dirty. Some of us find other refuges. There were those who built
pyramids or the Taj Mahal, the one who found David in a block of marble
and painted the Sistine Chapel besides. There was the one who composed
"Eiene Klein Nachtmusik" and died before anyone heard it....
So write or sing or drive nails or break rocks, whatever your nature may be. And when you take pleasure in your work, remind yourself: what you are feeling is God's joy
We were created....we do not know how or when or why, but here we are.
And He who made the atom gave us the power to create. Whether out of
hope or curiosity or just a sense of humor we may never know. But we
all have it in us in some way....whether it is organizing recipes or
nailing boards in perfectly straight lines or getting the engine of a
car to run just so....it is all creation. Even the guys who blast iron
ore of of a rock face locally are making something out of what was nothing.
But some of us do not break rocks or drive nails or get our hands
dirty. Some of us find other refuges. There were those who built
pyramids or the Taj Mahal, the one who found David in a block of marble
and painted the Sistine Chapel besides. There was the one who composed
"Eiene Klein Nachtmusik" and died before anyone heard it....
So write or sing or drive nails or break rocks, whatever your nature may be. And when you take pleasure in your work, remind yourself: what you are feeling is God's joy