Call the Smithsonian;
I’ve made a discovery…*
The universe is unfazed. Never do stars fail to shine when my gooiest tears spill or gamma rays cease to decay because of my snortling laughter.
The universe just keeps doing its thing of expanding, tossing out stars, belching planets, and giving rise to black holes.
As small and insignificant as this causes me to sometimes feel, it is also comforting; my rolling ship of fools will not disrupt the mysterious order of the universe – both known and unknown.
Sometimes it feels like our world crashing or launching will surely cause the universe to shift and slide…or shine. But it won’t.
And there lies the revelation.
In a world of upheaval and unknowns – at least in the foreseeable future – the sun will still shine and seasons continue their work of life, death, and rebirth.
Night will be followed by day.
Every dark night of the soul gives way to morning.
Each 24 hours, we are offered new beginnings and do-overs.
Winter may be coming, but so is spring and summer. We’ll just need to wait a little while.
While we wait, let’s assemble over coffee, on the Konza, faceplanting around the ice rink, or side-by-side in the early morning quiet.
We are here for such a short time. Sorrow will come and so will joy.
This plays on Repeat and can require all of our derring do to face each day.
What are humans left to do with the undulations of living?
Seems that scrabbling for stuff may not add much to our living.
Powerful presidents and leaders whither and fade.
Our greatest hits are replaced by others – new trophies appear in the high school showcase.
Only Love remains.
So let us love.
In honor of the Smithsonian reference, I offer up this awesome book for your holiday read, The Selected Works of T.S. Spivet. Enjoy.
*Thanks to the Avett Brothers for that lead in. (Click the link for the inspiration!)