“The end result of your life here on earth will always be the sum total of the choices you made while you were here.” ~ Dr. Shad Helmstetter
|Since I didn't leave my chair, this is someone else's photo.|
Last night, I sat with the Dearly Beloved on our patio, and watched the fog give us a peek-a-boo show of the stars, as angels sang. I know -- you think I'm being poetic here -- but angels really were singing. The young ladies in the landlord's house upstairs use their home for choir practice on Wednesday nights; and the girls are getting really good together! We don't know how many voices are in this choir... but they truly sound angelic, especially as their blended voices float down to us from above, keeping perfect time with the drifting clouds. The wind was strong enough that I needed a blanket. It was cool and perfect.
This morning, I am gazing in awe as the clouds above the Mediterranean Sea pile themselves up like distant mountains. The coffee is good; the air is cool and slightly breezy. Light plays on the fields beyond our small town.
Later today, it will get hot, of course. The air will become still; and these lovely Jerusalem stone walls will absorb more and more heat, until the afternoon is
I grew up in small towns. People knew each other well, borrowed easily from one another, watched each other's kids in the streets.
I always wanted to return to that life, to raise my kids with that simple lack of city sophistication.
This was not to be, as to be an observant Jew in America usually requires trappings found only in big cities. I say "usually" because I have known rare individuals who had the learning and strength to bring their children up in the Torah in small towns in America. But they all had "Rabbi" in front of their names. I know we could not have done that. We needed Jewish day schools and kosher butchers and lots of people who were "on the same page." For the most part, that and small town life don't happen outside Israel.
And tonight, I'll sit on my patio in the open air, watching the clouds with my husband.
May we share good news, and happy times. Come and visit. There's room on the patio for more chairs.