On Saturday, after I saw the flash of another camera taking my photo for a ticket, the only thing I could think to do was retaliate and take the camera’s photo! For all the good that did! Then as I drove around, I paid attention to all of the cameras everywhere I went. I do not like them. I took many photos, mostly they are the photos that you wonder what the focus is supposed to be. The pic of the offending camera did not turn out well at all. I was flabbergasted as the light flashed after I stopped at the red light. I stopped in time. I stopped just as the light turned yellow. But my car was one little millimeter over the white line – I mean the tire was touching it – not that I was out in the intersection.
You know, I almost went there with the post I want to write, the one I have been thinking about for weeks. But when and if I write it, I want it to be well-thought-out, well-written, and my facts fully researched. But it is about the tremendous pressure in this world. And not just on people. On all of creation.
I woke this morning with a trace of joy in my heart. I cannot describe what that feels like when it has been missing for so long. Please dear Lord, may this depression be abating.
I will work today to keep my heart still. Not to rise to anger or offense. To know that I am me and that I am loved by God, regardless of whether people treat me decently or not. I will not be a victim today. I will hold my tiny piece of ground in my tiny, but important, place in God’s world. And not let things seriously upset me. I hope.
You will not fear the terror of the night nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in darkness, nor the destruction that wastes at noonday. — Psalm 91:5-6