It's been a while. School started.
Today I woke up at five and, in my (literal) blind delirium, I decided to go to the beach. I grabbed my six foot egg-fishy, a red flannel, and some of the incense I got on Amazon. But I forgot pants, which made it mildly inconvenient to write this in a public coffee shop. You really realize your priorities at 5 am. I also realized that there are different shades of black in the morning. The small-room-stubbed-toe black and the early morning sleeping pavement black. There's the eye pupil black and the copy-cat pupil camera lens black. It's strange to think we're looking at black through black. Whether you take that at a deep metaphorical level or the shallow physicality it was intended in, it's an interesting concept to think about.
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| The scent I grabbed was called Sunrise. Figures. |
Fast forward to 6 am at Zuma watching the 20 billion people fight each other for the ankle biters and me burning incense like I was better than the quarter of their ability that I actually am. Whenever I burn incense it makes me think of the frankincense the wise men brought to Jesus or the burnt offerings in the Old Testament. Sometimes I wonder if that's what it was like to be God... He smelled the offerings and got that dull buzzing in the back of his head because the smell was so encompassing. I have no idea, but all I know is that moment was like a symbol of taking a moment (moment-ception?) to simply take time to sit in silence with God and give Him the first fruits of everything I find pleasurable... the best smells, the best part of the morning, the best place to possibly watch the sunrise... and I was so fully completely perfectly content. It reminded me of the gratification I get when I please someone I love... except that God IS the definition of love, and He gives us the opportunity to fully please Him when we will never be able to fully please people.
So have a happy, fulfilled morning. Please the One you Love today.
