Monday, January 23, 2012

Like Striking The Low G Key On A Piano....

............Like the time I went to a Triple A baseball game in our capital city, we were walking through the streets to our car in the dark, walked by a "party bus", and I suddenly felt very afraid for the young women on board, drinking excessively.

...........Like the time I went to the casino in our community for a wedding reception, and felt a dark cloud over me that I could not shake and that feeling did not leave until we walked out of the building.

.........Like the time I came home a few months ago and at the bottom of my stairs, God said, "Go upstairs".  And found pot in my college son's room.

.........Like the time I came home from a hockey game 14 years ago and was aware only from the tension in the air, that the most horrific crime known in our society happened in my own home.

.........Like the time I obsessed about the death at the Texas Ranger's game, (this summer), then turned my concern to my son falling off of a water slide at our water park.  I could not reach him to touch base and be careful.  I came home and found out someone did fall from a slide at the water park that day.

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