Sharing with you, here, is unique. I share things with you I may never share with anyone else. Lucky you? Silly me? Well, here we are - I hope to read your posts, watch your videos, listen to your podcasts, and learn your point of view. I hope I don’t offend you. I’ll try not to rub you the wrong way. But if it’s between getting on your wrong side or His wrong side, who do you think I’ll choose to please?

Orbiting a Moving Star • Being Still Without Slowing Down • Silly Human • My Friend • Sunset

No sé, no puedo estar seguro, pero yo creo que el *road rage* es algo que traje del norte. Ahora veo mucha de esa rabia aquí. ¿Por qué no la dejé allá en lugar de traerla acá? Este país era un paraíso - ¡entonces llegué yo para contaminarlo! ¡Qué pena! Panamá era perfecto hasta cuando llegué yo. Me pasó igual con la iglesia local … me dijeron que era la iglesia perfecta pero en el momento que me integré yo con ese grupo perfecto de creyentes se contaminó. El planeta, el mundo, los paises del mundo, las ciudades, los vecindarios, y los hogares ¿no serían perfectos si no fuera por los humanos imperfectos? ¡Qué rabia!

Siendo gringo en Panamá tiene unos momentos interesantes. Pensaba yo que hablaba English muy bien por ser gringo, pero sigo aprendiendo. Soy extranjero en este país, y en este mundo, así que me pierdo con frecuencia ...

Today the sun woke up stronger and brighter than yesterday. The darkness had no choice but to find a dark corner in the space around. Did the light just tell you to stand in the corner of a round space? Figure that one out Bohu! I hope those in the shadows know the light still chases you away. One day not even your shadows will remain. The darkness can’t turn off the light and a sphere doesn’t have any corners!

I’m getting the hang of retired life. I’m a natural. Being retired is like being a child again. Eat, sleep, and repeat. The rest are only details. Too much information. Like a roller coaster in fast forward and the only thought that crosses my mind is to hang on and scream. It’s happening fast, the movements are violent, and the consequences are certain. The end of the ride is near.

I looked for Him in the quake, and

I looked for Him in the fire, but

I heard Him in the sound of a low whisper.

Beginnings are optional but endings are mandatory. Ending well is more important than beginning well! And end is near. Are you ready?

Every day is another day. Starting over is not as hard as I thought. Words, images, lights, reflections, and crew training make each new day an adventure.