Day 2 #NanoWrimo2017 Nanowrimo in progress write 50,000 words in November = Book

Unedited day 2:

We find ourselves driving across a plane of life so full of noise and busyness that we can’t concentrate long to see the endpoint on the plains in front of us.  If we lose track of the long game of life we may ne be prepared for everything it has to throw at us but if we don’t allow ourselves to be consumed by the craziness of now we risk losing time all along. One of the hardest things to do as a human is to live in the now. Not in the past or in what we will be doing in the future but living in right now. The present is just that, it’s a gift and we will never have it again. As children time seems infinite, as old age sets in days fly by like sparks and time grows ever faster. Take time now to embrace the crazy, smelly, dirty, hard and fun. Life throws a lot at us and we need to try our best to take that lot and run with it.

I was once told that life is change and that growth is optional. I don’t disagree but sometimes its much harder to change and grow than we would like to admit. We get pretty stuck in our proverbial rut and even if its not going the way we want we don’t give ourselves the power to turn the steering wheel and head cross country into the jungle on that next adventure.

At a vespers service for those who have passed we take a pause, marked in a book the silence fills the great expanse of the cathedral. It feel good, right, a little strange in our loud and ever to fast moving world. Singers and a lone violin paint a chilling and bright background to remember those we have passed and speed them on to heaven with prayers. Together we weep for those we will not embrace again on this earthly plain. We know we will see them again in another place in another time maybe in another life. We dream that at the end of what is now, there is a better place, heaven to some rest to others. The ancient greeks would pass and walk the elysian fields the Vikings go to Valhalla and  everyone will go somewhere. Those with not faith in a higher power have a more morbid belief on what happens after we pass. A burning of the bones, worms eating and crawling through our brains. I prefer to have the happier though that we go to a better place and join our friends and family and maybe also pets that have passes before us.

We pray that those who passed not knowing god will be allowed to enter heaven through gods grace and our prayers as an entry key. Imagine a loved mother sitting at the gates of heaven and looking down into the black abyss of hell. Knowing at that point that there is a god and a devil.  Maybe she should have though a little more about it when she was on earth. Maybe she could have lived a better life. Lots of maybes but this one is not lost. As this mother sees the devil claim others she sees a light. Those who she spend time raising have given her the key and god has granted her mercy. Although she did not know god directly while she walked the earth she moved in his image. She worked all she could to raise her family, she helped the poor, she did not embrace a life of heavy sin. There is salvation and there is a solice knowing that living a good life can be just in itself.

The ancient ones painted a story depicted by pictures in an alley. The alley was in a castle long forgotten and in ruins. What was on the wall was a man who was dressed in robes helping the poor standing next to a man in a suit smoking a cigar.  The picture depicts the trick that happens in life when the good are so humble they blend in with everyone but the devil can also blend in with those who he is most like.