Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Just Time Away...

I think my lobotomy has finally kicked in. I have not been writing much of late. If you log on to this little site often I ask for your forgiveness and understanding. I almost always have something to say. I do not shut-up often. Things are just odd right now. It is just that I have been thinking a lot lately.

As you probably know there is a very good chance that I will be packing up and moving northeast in the near future. I am happy about that. Still, it is a very sobering thing. If God brings this to pass I will be leaving some very precious people behind. I am reminded of the words sung by Carol King on her famous album "Tapestry" a few decades ago ... "You're just time away. Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore? It would be so fine to see your face at my door and it doesn't help to know you're just time away...” It seems that the space/time continuum is getting in my way again. It is the biggest pain in my life. Anyway, it is all God's deal. I just follow orders. Still ... it is on my mind everyday. I want the decision made. The facts decided. I do not like living in the in-between.

And then my dog ran away. Bailey the Killer Beagle darted out the door a few weeks ago and has not been seen since. My carpets are cleaner. But when I sit on my mega-chair she is not there to put her chin on my leg and try to doze off before I do. It was one of the finest parts of the day and I miss it. I have had four dogs since becoming a big person (aka: an adult) and three of them ran away. Why? Well, I am not sure. The smart one stayed. His name was Bear and I will never get over him. Bailey was a decent fill-in though and I loved her for who she was. Maybe she heard about Cleveland and just did not want to go.

On top of that it seems that God has been very quiet lately. I know He's here. He just isn't talking much. I am not sure why but it seems that He is at His quietest when I am most wanting to hear Him. There is a reason for that. Really there is. But right now it eludes me.

The Cubs are tied for first place and that scares me to death. If they fold as usual it will really be depressing. If they do not fold and manage to win it all ... well, I will probably be dead soon. I have prayed for years that God would let me live to see the Cubs win the World Series. If they win it there will be nothing between the grave and me. My blunt son told me recently that if I move I should choose my new house very carefully because that is probably the house I will die in.


Anyway, seldom does a day go by that I don't get zapped by some bit of loose reality that needs writing about. I make a note of it and begin to bang on the keyboard after the house is quiet. Lately the only quiet thing is my brain. Perhaps it is merely a slump. Perhaps it is the gathering clouds of change on the horizon. Or maybe I've just finally run out of things to say. Ya think? I don't. Seriously, there is just too much to life to run out of ideas. Reality is too weird. Too random. No, it's just a dip in the road.

Two months from today I will most probably be living in a borrowed "5th Wheel" in a strange city, preaching to people I do not know and trying to win people who talk just a little funny to Jesus. Win or lose on the baseball diamond, the Cubs will be playing golf somewhere. It is just a lot to try to comprehend. On top of all of that I was in Dallas to perform a wedding last weekend. (I wore a chocolate brown tux with chocolate brown wing tips. But 5 minutes into the reception I looked like this ...

Nobody noticed for nearly an hour. That proves something but I am not sure what.) The night before we flew home Debbie and I had supper with old and precious friends, Dave and Lynda. Their oldest son and his girlfriend asked me to perform their wedding as well. So I will be going back to Dallas ... which is located in my 2nd least favorite state ... and tying the knot for Adam and Betsy late in October. Then I have to be in Wisconsin in late December to tie Jessica to her new fella. I seem to be the king of weddings lately. It's all good.

I just need some brain juice.


Ron said...

God isn't talking and you are thinking about leaving your family and moving to Cleveland. There is your second sign...