Two editorial headlines this morning captured why I often feel so wobbly nowadays: Homeless Encampments No Longer Tolerated and A Wonder to Behold.
It’s ironic, isn’t it — what we can do with such precision in space; yet what we have failed to do time and again on earth.
Beauty is strangely various. There is the beauty of light and joy and strength exulting; but there is also the beauty of shade, of sorrow and sadness, and of humility oppressed. ~Arnold Bennett*
I liked what Chris Martin wrote about the seeing the first images from the telescope:
The same might said of many of the seemingly intractable almost daily social and personal problems, eh?
Nothing matters. Everything matters.
Then, how does a wobbly feeling old lady steady herself and make herself useful in such uncertain times?
Well — recalling one of Teddy Roosevelt’s quotes , cited in former musings always helps:
Do what you can, with what you’ve got, where you are.
I know, I quote that often.
But, TR’s exhortation keeps me going in this season of diminishing assets and increasing . . . costs. (Coming to Terms with Time)
What does it matter what any one human, especially a seasoned citizen, thinks or does, given the dimensions of space we are only beginning to measure, and the problems we must address here and now?
God says it matters a bunch. (Matthew 25:43-45)
So thanks again to the editors of the Dallas Morning News for those ironic headlines.
They reminded me feeling wobbly doesn’t have to mean being wobbly in uncertain times
And do the next thing.
For instance, here’s what I did when I snapped out of feeling wobbly. I disposed of all those spices I brought up from Texas six years ago; even in 2016, a few were past their expiration dates.
The garbage, however, is more pleasantly aromatic than it has ever been! 🙂
I wonder what in the world I was thinking of making that needed so many curries?!
* Quote from quotegarden.com