April
It’s Cold out. It should be warm but it’s not. Weather patterns do not follow my moods nor do they follow my logic nor do they obey any kind of humanistic aristocracy. Our lives to some degree revolve around trying to control the elements of our lives what we eat or drink or what we wear or what we drive or what we’d like to do. But we can’t control the weather, sure we can stay under cover and not get wet or conversely tan when the sun comes out but we are living in response to a great overpowering system.
God has a system and sometimes we hide from it in our houses of entertainment and self indulgence but it’s always outside, always doing something, even if we don’t understand why, even if it doesn’t follow our patterns or our infantile systems. It’s a little scary but good scary.
