WORDS LIKE LIGHT
Sunday, February 13, 2022
Delycia and I occasionally take our car in for service, and it’s comforting to know that our lives, too, are carefully serviced, actually overhauled, on a regular basis – in fact, every single moment. We take care of our car, and I guess it could be said that life takes care of itself. As unbelievable as it seems, life continually rebuilds itself, moment by refreshing moment. At each split second, our cells are overhauled, our blood is renovated, and our breath is made brand new. Plus, this thorough refurbishing is occurring everywhere, to everything, and always. The boundlessly generous Universe maintains a 24-hour repair shop where newness is the only purpose, and in which my life, and all of life, right now, is being beautifully revamped and refitted. Lucky life, lucky us!