My Tucson days are winding down. On Thursday I’ll fly Delta to Minneapolis and ride Skyline Shuttle to Duluth. Dale and daughter Sally will transport me to Woodland Garden for a midnight arrival. I don’t expect a brass-band to be waiting.
A fun two months in Tucson friends from previous visits. Son Joel and Sue again hosted me graciously. Jeff and Karen Huddleston looked after me far beyond the call of duty. But home is home and I look forward to getting there in spite of lingering traces of winter; like 30 inches of snow cover.
I hit my major winter target on memoir book six. Work remains, but we’re on track to print How Do You Know That’s a Tooth? this fall.
Webmaster Jackie is working on the Wordshed Online Library, repository for new books, old books, and audio books—everything I want to save. A sampling at www.lloydsstorytree.com.
Lunch today with Pastor Ray of Holy Way Pres., my church home in Tucson. Breakfast tomorrow with Jeff and Karen then the new Jesus movie. Afternoons I’ll trike to the philosophy center for coffee and conversation then glean books from the library surplus bin for Woodland Garden’s shelves.
I watched the new COSMOS premier, graphic teaching from God’ other book. Don’t fuss about the unmanageable expanse of time and space. God is bound by neither. We need to stop thinking of Creator God as a super technician in a white lab coat designing and building as mortals do, only better. Neither the smartest scientist nor theologian knows for sure how God created, how life began, how he brought the universe to this point, or how or when he will bring in the new heaven and earth.
Scientists and theologians give it their best guess; that’s all they can do with infinite mystery. And don’t come at me with the Bible clearly says. If the Bible were so clear, we wouldn’t have so many interpreters starting churches.
Crotchety is the privilege of old guys. We can leave the mysteries with him and live in peace.
Old Grandpa Lloyd