Desert Rose

Even a delicate Rose can flourish in the desert when it sends its roots deep to the streams of Living Water.

Friday, June 09, 2006

Butterfly Surprise

Yesterday during my lunchtime walk, I found myself following a periwinkle butterfly. I don't think I've ever seen a butterfly that color before - intense purpley-blue. It wasn't very big, about an inch at the widest point of wingspan, and at first I thought it was just some petals of a flower that had gotten caught in the breeze. But the constant flutter and flit soon convinced me otherwise. I was hoping it would light so I could get a better look, but alas! my convenience was not on its agenda for that day. I'm not sure how much exercise I was actually getting as I bounced around, trying to get a better look. But I figure the time outside enjoying God's creation was refreshment enough for that day. Apparently, I wasn't the only one, either. I was talking to a co-worker who took the same route a few minutes earlier. She had stopped to enjoy some black raspberries growing along the path. Now, I didn't see any of those - perhaps because she ate them all? - LOL!!

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Middle-of-the-Road

I have come to the conclusion that I am a middle-of-the-road person. My personality simply doesn't do extremes. When I'm with very high energy people, I wear down and pull away, becoming more low energy. When I'm with very low-energy people, I want to stir things up and light fires under rears. Proximity to very messy people makes me tend to be much neater than usual. Lots of liberal left-wingers in the area - I pull more right. The opposite happens with too much far-right exposure. Lots of emotion among my companions? I tend to pull back emotionally. None of this is intentional - it just seems to happen. Not because I'm feeling contrary (usually), but more in an equilibrium-seeking sort of way.

It can be dull sometimes here, toeing the dotted white line. Sometimes I bounce from side to side, just to see where the middle really is. Sometimes I veer all the way to one side or the other, just to see what's going on out there on the fringes; get a little taste of the "excitement". Always, I seem to come back - can't help it!

I am the middle of the road, exactly the way God made me.