Messages from Big Jim
The Adversities of Life are only
I sat down to write the newsletter and
asked Daddy, "What do you want me to write?"
Nothing happened - nothing.
Then I heard him laughing and a faint... "just kidding..." and he began
"The adversities of life are only a point of perspective. Ya'll
spirits in human form have your opinions of what's good and what's bad.
Problem is the opinions are based on what you've been taught and what
you've been taught, for the most part - at least from this vantage point
- isn't correct.
Take your young Fred for instance, he experienced an incident that to
most would be considered bad - he considered it bad to begin with - but
has since seen the humor."
(Fred was driving on a frontage road in Colorado earlier in the week and
drove through what he thought was a large mud puddle - it was actually
watered down manure. As he passed through the POND of manure, he
realized immediately what it was and proceeded to become annoyed.)
(For those of you who read the
24, 2007 newsletter you'll remember that the smell of cow manure
brings fond memories to me of the love found at Grandma's house.)
"Even though he washed the truck there is still a lingering fragrance of
cows... this has brought laughter to both of you every time you've
gotten into the truck - and made you smile every time the garage door is
Laughter and smiling are miracles. Driving through a small manure pond
was truly a miraculous event and your grandpa considers him to be fully
initiated into the family now.
Each of you reading this, see the perfection in the miracles that are
around you - even though at first, they may not appear to be miracles.
Laugh. Experience Joy. Smile. Shake off the oppression of the grind of
daily life and LAUGH! Life will be easier if you'll just laugh."
When the "event" happened in Fred's truck I asked him if he had been the
main source of entertainment for all the dead relatives - sounds like he
was... But Big Jim is right. Some would be too horrified for words if
this happened to them. Fred and I have, indeed, laughed a LOT about the
incident and EVERY time I get into the truck I do feel the loving
comfort and joy of Grandma's house. Did the relatives on the other side
orchestrate such an event? Hmmm....