Driving out of Portland the city at dawn was magical. Then crossing the Columbia River on the road bridge, the water on fire with the rising sun, Mount St Helens waking up in the eastern horizon. On returning nine hours later after attending a funeral I saw only traffic! Driving focused on reaching the temple at a prearranged time I missed the journey. Even missing the yellow light signalling the car was close to running out of petrol! Then relaxing with a cup of tea this quote, attached to a tea bag.
Sometimes in life we become so focused on the finish line that we fail to enjoy the journey.
Dieter F. Uchtdorf
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are you reading God’s hotel? It’s a great book. I have just finished it.
Hello Rev. Master Mugo!
Isn’t it delightful the way we receive little reminders, like what was on the tea bag. Sort of like gentle nudges. Ok, once in awhile a hard knock as well, but somehow it seems to come down to a kindness from Wherever.
Wishing you a happy new year full of health, safe travels, and only gentle nudges.
In gassho, Jim
Yes, kindness from where ever. And here’s wishing you and Nancy the best of years. Soon to depart Shasta, thinking of you two and doggie.
Thanks for going to the funeral and for appreciating the process even if a few details where overlooked. Your presence at the funeral is appreciated.