Thursday, September 6, 2007

Petty Fears and Freedom!

Our tendency was to make a run for the shelter of the inside of the car; at least mine was. We had walked about half a mile on the trail in the Dunes until we came to a bench where we sat, talking and watching the Frisbee-golfers miss their targets and the geese miss their bread-throwers. Liberation: sitting as the rain came sprinkling then pouring. Liberation: Letting the mud splash up our legs as the rain hit the ground around our feet. Liberation: Appreciating the beauty of the rain despite numerous past warnings of catching cold.
Fear of rain is similar to the kind of fears present within a number of churches, at least in its degree of pettiness, the ignorance with which it is embraced and its capacity to control human actions.