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I'm not sure if this is my Zen moment or not.

There's a old Sunday School song about the folly of building your house upon the sand. I never entirely believed that song because I lived on the coast where folks not only built their houses upon the sand, they rebuilt their houses upon the sand after yet another hurricane washed them away. I'm sitting here thinking that building your house on the sand should much more faith in God. You had faith that THIS time surely God would honor your faith by just leaving you be to enjoy the view.
And then, even though you know deep in your heart that it's coming, he sends something like Hurricane Katina.

I am deep in my heart a optimistic person. Even now when I have a very good idea that next "hurricane" is due.  I'm not sure after all that's happened why I'm not a raging pessimist or at the very least a cynic. Maybe I'm alot like that herpetologist fella , Bryan. We know that some snakes bite. Yet we still study them and care about their lives.

And yes, post and this day is more than just about the study of snakes.



from


Snakes, "Snakes, and Trusting in Love

a work in progress by

c anne ford,  6-3-11

all rights reserved by the author

(sorry about that last part but well it's a legal thing.




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