Not Just for Me
There was one day last week that didn’t go so well. There were no tragedies, no calamities, no tears. There were difficult issues to deal with and people … for some strange reason … did not line up to do what I wanted them to do. Go figure. By the end of the day, I needed an enclave so I drove … alone … to the park. It had rained most of the day and was still drizzling as I pulled up to the parking lot by the lake. Creativity general is a balm for my soul, so I took a picture of the lake shrouded in the leftover clouds of a Socal storm and posted it. Here it is again.
About 40 minutes later, I was treated to this:
A friend said, God put on a show for you. Another friend on Facebook, an artist, told me, You should paint it. Now, I’m not egotistical enough to think that God made that sunset just for me but I do believe God aligns people and places in what Carl Jung called synchronicity. I can tell you that the sunset lifted my spirits. And I was looking for something to get me painting again and this is it. And I can say, Thank You, God, even if it wasn’t just for me.
I always wonder. How many people even looked up from their smartphones to notice?