Does This Come With Instructions?

    There seems to be so much turmoil in the world today and the Ebola virus is headed to Atlanta.
    These are my thoughts in the wee hours of the morning...something or someone is stirring the pot too much! Its August, how can I celebrate in my fullness, when so many others hurt.
     Does this life come with ANY instructions?
     There was a quote in the Bible of Oprah Magazine, that read as follows:
                        Pay Attention
                        Be Astonished
                        Tell About It
                                    -Mary Oliver-
     I love this, life is work, happiness is work, caring about the world is work. You have to show UP! and not be afraid to tell your story. Being Astonished, is easy, every hour, are you not blown away by something?
Horror is Gaza, Fear in Israel, my front yard this morning after the rain!
    I look out my front door early every morning, to check my plants, so Georgia beautiful.
    I pat the dog and Bill on the head, thanking them for just being present!
    I sip coffee like a person going to the electric chair, savoring each drop. Coffee is magic!
    Watch the news, and pray for what? I want peace, and people are so full of hate. I think I may have to write someone, but I don't think they are on the receiving end. The CDC is a whole other prayer list, they have dropped the ball of diseases lately on the CDC floor. Ebola should have stayed where it was and the research people flown over the hot spot! Yet how do we learn, we have to study closely the beast. I just want people to Pay Attention, Jesus and His friends in the holy arena, something is off ! Big Time OFF!
    Tell About It, we are so overly connected, and its a wonderful thing. The balance is the work in progress.
     You know I will tell all, but I need to remember to leave room for the unexpected. Extra room, for secrets, in the vault material, and overload of just my hoopla! Words weigh nothing on the page, but they hold so much worth. They can be heavy as an anvil, of a soft whisper. I do try to Tell It All with a hint of holding back.
    I am in the middle of my birthday celebration, ( July and August) and it continues to be amazing.
    Yesterday I saw the new James Brown movie, and fell out! I had to hold my hands in the air, many times, my ankles were sore, with the shoe tapping. He was an uneducated work of art, Georgia Pine Woods genius, remarkable story and I was a part of it! ( you know I think I know these people personally, or am related!) I love James Brown.
    Today is lunch with the Atlanta kids, and Hubs, Boston Bunch comes down the end of August and New Hampshire crew soon, I hope. There will be more presents, food and love. There will be conversations about world events, that I think should be talked about and stories describing bowel habits! It seems to always end up in that area!
    There are no instructions, we fly on a wing and a prayer. Or Homer's quote, " Four hours at a time! You think you can handle more than that! No one can, Four hours max! Did you hear me, four hours!" " There are no instructions!" " It's just life, period!"
    Thanks daddy for telling it all, making me pay attention and always being astonished.
    Mom, thank you for loading up the bathroom with religious reading material, all of our lives. I loved it, the others.....that is another story!
    August is hot and humid, and my favorite, live it! Love each other, and tell your story.