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one giant leap

Friday, December 30th, 2005

You should have seen it! Nathan (our 18 month old) can jump! For Christmas, I bought the boys some little glow in the dark planets that stick to the wall. I placed them just below the ceiling in the boy’s bedroom. Nathan has had his eye on them for several days now. Tonight he went for it! He got right under those planets, he wound up his arms, and he jumped as high as he could. I’d say his vertical leap is a good 1 centimeter. I’m thinking of getting him a basketball.

the imperfection of life

Friday, December 30th, 2005

“If we are too anxious to find absolute perfection in created things we cease to look for perfection where alone it can be found: in God. The secret of the imperfection of all things, of their inconsistancy, their fragility, their falling into nothingness, is that they are only a shadowy expression of the one Being from Whom they receive their being.

If we are too eager to have everything, we will almost certainly miss even the one thing we need. Happiness consists in finding out precisely what the “one thing necessary” may be, in our lives, and in gladly relinquishing all the rest.”

-Thomas Merton, No Man is an Island, chapter 7

a night out of ten thousand

Friday, December 30th, 2005

Recently I read “Treasure Island” by Robert Louise Stevenson for the first time. Whoa. I’m looking forward to reading it to our boys when they get older. One part of the story that gripped me the most was when Jim Hawkins sneaks away from his camp, discovers the ship (the Hispaniola), and decides to risk his life to cut the ship away from anchorage. Leaving his camp of companions was foolish and brave. Going for the Hispaniola alone was just crazy. But his spirit was resolute.

“Down I sat to wait for darkness, and made a hearty meal of biscuit. It was a night out of ten thousand for my purpose. The fog had now buried all heaven. As the last rays of daylight dwindled and disappeared, absolute blackness settled down on Treasure Island.”

It was his time. The opportunity found Jim, and he was willing to risk his life. There could be no better time. I can imagine the adrenaline, the uncertainty, the fear, and the determination that he must have felt.

So I was inspired. I’m looking for that “night out of ten thousand.” What opportunities are finding me?

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