PERFECT IMPERFECTIONS

I know.      .     .

I know

we are at that part of the Summer

where every thing speeds up very quickly.       .       .

The age-old cliche says

ONCE  YOU  GET  TO  THE  4th  OF  JULY   THE  SUMMER  IS  OVER !

If it’s not true

it sure does often feel like it.          .          .

and even though there’s no stopping it,

maybe between the get-togethers

the grilling out

the picnics

the parades

the street fairs and carnivals

the   F   I   R   E   W   O   R   K   S

maybe we could just pause for more than a moment

to reflect on the Skit Guys video or

the   f a m i l y   outings.          .          .

to recognize what we don’t always notice

but somehow always seem to expect:

That The United States of America

or our Families

are universes a part of being perfect.          .           .

The Family is a microcosm of our Country.       .       .

our World, isn’t it?

We can see that during a family reunion or a

4th of July Picnic

where we bring a bunch of people

f          a           m          i          l          y

t    o    g    e    t    h    e    r

.          .          .there’s talk of this  one

and of course always THAT  one

who did,

who didn’t

who does

who won’t

and yet when it comes time for the

f    a    m    i    l    y            p    i    c    t    u    r    e

 there they are

shoulder to shoulder

smiling and cheesing it for the photo op

by on the count of THREE

yelling   out:

F     A     M     I     L     Y            R     E     U     N     I      O      N

which is really similar to how it is when

O  U  R     C O U N T R Y

can literally be on the verge of a civil war over

political

religious

socio-economic

and all out disagreements and differences.          .          .

and then there’s a 9/11

a tragic accident

a natural disaster

a pandemic

an attack on our national freedom and safety

and

B            A            M

we come together;

We are not perfect families

or a perfect Nation

but our great imperfections

somehow put things into the most

perfect  of perceptions

when we need to be together

Maybe that’s the greatest Definition

of our own personal

Declaration of Independence:

We are NOT undefeated

but we are   UN-DEFEATABLE

We   come   together

not  as  we  should

not  as  we  could

not  as  we  would

but  as  we  actually   D  O

W H E N    I T    M A T T E R S.       .       .

Psssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssst  of  the  Day:

Make     it     MATTER

m o r e       o f t e n

Happy   FIRST   of   July

H a p p y

y    o    u !