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Our traditional extended family beach vacation was in full swing. The house we have rented for 18+ years had undergone some cosmetic updates which met with our approval. The drive down had been uneventful for both cars of people. We’d settled in easily. It was all positive, except
Pastor Sean was on the summer mission trip with the youth of our church. Different people were filling the gaps in the Sunday church service. I had agreed to provide the “Children’s Sermon”. For some reason I get nervous about that commitment.
I was at work, reading a professional publication on being a better listener. I thought, it’s sad that we need to teach people how to listen. Sad, but maybe not surprising. Sometimes it feels like the world is roaring in our ears.
A woman, taking a morning walk with her very small dog, crossed my path. The pup was practically running with its short little legs and still it couldn’t catch up. I could totally appreciate the way it must have felt. Not just because I’m short, but because sometimes I feel like I’m running as fast as I can and not catching up.
Having just celebrated the founding of our country, with its lofty ideals, could it be we are in the worst time for incivility? I dare say it is the worst I can remember. I am glad I have not grown comfortable with the way people are communicating. Unfortunately, my uncomfortableness adds a level of stress to my life I don’t need.
My four-year-old granddaughter likes a “nature walk” after dinner. In fairness, she really loves being outside, but I think most of these walks are delay tactics to avoid bedtime. She and her mom head out, with Molly skipping ahead.
