The Tapas Of My Life

 

 

Sweet peas in the morning.
Sweet peas in the morning.

Father Marc had a great homily this AM.  It was built around the Bible story where some of the disciples are crossing the Sea of Gallilee in a boat and a storm comes up and the boat is overwhelmed  in the crash of the waves and starts to sink.  Jesus is sleeping away on a cushion in the stern and is awakened by a frantic disciple and Jesus calms the storm with his words.  Nice. So the Father’s talk was about always having Christ in your boat as you pass through life and beyond.

I don’t know if this notion was actually in his homily or whether I was thinking it up but I was thinking of a person’s life as one day.  You know you are born at dawn and you grow up in the morning and the whole thing proceeds to death/darkness.  Yea, we have heard it before except this time I realized that personally I am in tapas right now.  Huh, now I know why I have been having such a great time and feel in the groove lately.  Cool or what?

You have a glass and do you want red, white or rose?  Love, Felipe.

2 thoughts on “The Tapas Of My Life”

  1. Love reading what has been happening and your wonderful insights and love the photos too. The sweet peas in the morning. After thinking about what I wrote before, I want to change it to say my encounter with a lethal situation was opposite of dying from cancer because mine was living beyond a limited experience of several hours. Not living with cancer every minute of every day, that has sped up your enlightenment and sensitivity. And so funny, you wanted a pie throwing party- great video idea there. Love you Felipe.

    1. Sig ~ hey good to hear from you. Have you been using the barbecue that we put together? We had a fun day at your place. Well, yes the cancer. Nothing like some deal like that to get your attention. I am so glad for the help that I have gotten from the Catholic side of things to help keep my head on straight. Thanks for checking in, love you, Felipe.

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