A Purpose

Today I saw a squirrel carrying two butternuts the size of tennis balls in its jaws.  Of course it dropped one, but continued to a branch in a nearby tree where it began to eat the soft outer shell and proceeded to the hard inner core that protects the sparse meat.  He never went back to retrieve the dropped nut.

It is amazing to see these mammals go through the agenda of their primeval brains, to stop when it had enough (there was no way he could bury that other tennis ball nut for future use) and live out their designated lives fulfilling a role of Nature.  Yes, I have a role too.  I’m not going to say my life is aimless.

I was a father to three contributing boys, a husband to a lovely wife, and a teacher to over one thousand children.  It’s not over yet.  If my life were an opera, then, as Yogi Berra said, “It ain’t over ‘til the fat lady sings.”  But I have another lady, one dressed in blue, who’ll speak to the Lord—true. 

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