Wakened to.  Da rumble!  Da flash! Then utter silence!  “Who dat?”  Or.  “Here am I!”  God?  Nature?  Been tryin to know the difference.  Is there?  Does it really matter?  Ponderin all dis hard work.  “As I was walking down the street one day.  A man came up to me and asked me.  What the time was that was on my watch. And I said. Does anybody really know what time it is. Does anybody really care. If so, I can’t imagine why.  We’ve all got time enough to cry.” (Chicago Transit Authority, 1969) To sooth exhaustion’s lament, peeped in for some wisdom.  “Da words of the Teacha, the son of David, king in Jerusalem.’ (Ecclesiastes 1:1) “Vanity of vanities,” says the teacha. (Ecclesiastes 1:2) Solomon, ‘youze a wise ole musin fewl.’  Been tryin to catch wind in a bottle.  Instead, wine in a bottle.  All that really matters.  “If you see me walking down the street. And I start to cry, each time we meet. Walk on by. Make believe that you don’t see the tears. Just let me grieve.”  (Walk on By, Dionne Warwick, 1963) Whole new take on da text.  Grievin dat, y’all ain’t heppin!  When, who can hep you do da impossible?  ‘All things possible, through Him who strengthens me.’ (Philippians 4:13) LOL  Paul did you really mean that, or was it a typo?  Put a lot into spiritual meal prep.  Then they ate on paper plates with plastic forks.  LOL…divine comedy.  Is it Monday Morning?  Must be.  Otherwise, this might be is something other than Musing. 


Ain’t too particular about cyclists these days.  Provoked DEFCON 10 road rage.  Sittin behind wheel, in need of prayer.  Mind flashed.  ‘Five Boro Bike Tour, my #^*%*.’  You City selfish.  Want nature, but too lazy to ride to da country!  Where was the rumble and flash yesterday mornin?  Thunder storm coulda cleared the streets.  Woulda made the appointed church time.  Thunder and lightning.  Youze a day late, and a dolla short.  “Vanity, all is vanity.”  Thoughts on aging.  Witnessed disturbance on the street.  No badge.  Instead, flashed Medicare card.  Yelled.  “Stop in the name of aging!”  They refused to stop.  Did slow down a bit, so the chase would not be as tiring.  LOL.  Was Isaiah aware of Medicare or pastoring when he wrote, “they shall run, and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint?” (40:31) Both of us was weary and tired.  So tired, yawned at the wheel.  She took over.  Then!  So weary, she dozed off behind wheel.  LOL.  Truth stranger than fiction.  Love offerin fer a vacation!  “Vanity, all is vanity.”  


Welcome Jose.  Welcome back Mary, Joey and cookie kid.  A sign, new normal or old resistance?   Coulda used injection of energy.  Call and response.  Clap or two.  ‘Thine is the Glory.’  Sista Lucille sang it!  Still, rumble and flash.  Seemed, met with utter silence.  Dang, nature too might be grapplin wif ’da frozen chosen!’  Displays of flash and rumble, deserve at least one clap.  Amen?  Nature, you too feelin underappreciated?  What’s left to do?  Shall we, ‘eat, drink and be merry; for to morrow we die?’ (Isaiah 22:13) Hard question.  Any thoughts, Teacha, son of David, king in Jerusalem?  “Then I commended mirth, because a man hath no better thing under the sun, than to eat, and to drink, and to be merry.” (8:15) Oh, so you agreein with Isaiah?  Not so fast, “for that shall abide with him of his labour the days of his life, which God giveth him under the sun.” (8:15) Dang, I gotta work for it.  So much to do, so little time.  God’s so dang demandin.  Who does He think He is?  In the vernacular, ‘Who dat?’  “I Am That I Am.”  Oh, that explains it.  ‘Here I am, Lord.’ (Isaiah 6:8) But, next time.  You take da wheel.  Route One, just keeps getting longer.  ‘Miles to go before we sleep.’  You know dat?  Omniscience.  All knowing, as well as All Present and All Powerful.  ‘He’s an on time God, yes He is.  Is Johnnie Cochran Ya lawyer?  “If the glove don’t fit, you must acquit.”  Then have him do somethin about dis Five Boro Bke Tour! Closing thought, not closing argument, “Go thy way, eat thy bread with joy, and drink thy wine with a merry heart; for God accepteth thy works.” (Ecclesiastes 9:7) So that’s what da rumble and da flash was all about!  You will never walk on by, cause You really know what time it is! 

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