Today the strong wind blew down the fence that I was going to replace next spring. The bad news, the fence fell down, is the good news, the fence fell down. My passion for social justice has got me in trouble but it has given meaning to my life. People that called me a ‘prophet’ now call me ‘self righteous’. I have been complimented and insulted by the same person on the same issue. I make mistakes and seek to correct them. I am a sinner and am blessed.
If I seem defensive in the above I do not mean to. What I am learning again and again in life is that we all must do what our reflective conscience says to do, no matter if it pleases people or not, no matter if it is popular or not.
I learned it again today when some old friends moved back to town and before I could talk with them about what was happening and encourage them to pick up on an activity we had done on an issue they were concerned about, they were talked to by others about me and had decided to resume their prior course of activity on the issue.
To use a garden analogy I feel like a plant that has been trampled on and needs to dig deeper into its roots to keep going. After surviving being trampled on the plant grows stronger.
After suffering the loss of my son it has been harder to live. I must choose life more consciously each day. That is the good news and the bad news.
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