Saturday, April 27, 2024

PATH OF LIFE (March 19 -April 27, 2024)


 

This photo taken from our second-floor deck represents about as much excitement as you'll find on Edisto Island in South Carolina. It's been over a month since we met together on this site and it's now been 115 days since we left Wyndham Fairfield Glade Resort in Tennessee and arrived here at Wyndham Ocean Ridge Resort. You read that right, the Dicers have stayed somewhere for over 100 days! When you add on the 8 weeks we spent in Tennessee, we have been doing the time share thing for over 170 straight days! That's a new record.

These past five weeks has been time spent enjoying each other (most of the time) and experiencing God's wonderful creativity.  Spring has sprung in the Carolina Low Country and the beauty is amazing. Just today I saw our first Magnola blooms! The 20 weeks on "our" island will come to an end toward the end of May.

We did have visitors for a week of the time with my daughter's family and a friend dropping down from Indiana. We are so pleased when family or friends visit.                                          REFLECTIONS

PATH TO THE SUNRISE ON EDISTO ISLAND, SOUTH CAROLINA

On an island like Edisto you can catch both a sunrise and a sunset from your deck if your

condo is placed just right. As a matter of fact just a few days ago I was able to photograph the rising sun in the East and then turn around and photograph the setting full moon in the West. Only about 10 minutes separated the two.

It made me think about my life and how really short it has been. It reminded me of the song in Fiddler on the Roof that goes "sunrise, sunset, swiftly fly the years". It seems like just a short time ago that I lived in the "sunrise" days, walking briskly toward whatever the future might hold. Knowing that things were only going to get brighter. Back to a song, "Those were the days, my friend, I thought they'd never end".  They were days to run the basketball court, smash the golf ball, make friends, get married, have kids, etc. Days where you would "sing in the sunshine and laugh every day." (the songs just keep on coming!)

I don't know when it happens. I don't know if anyone really does. One day you wake up and realize that "those" days are over! Things become more difficult. You can't process things like you once could, you can't run the court (half-court stuff is even a challenge), the golf ball doesn't fly as far as it should (a 9 iron to the green becomes a 3 wood). You become aware that it's now the sunset path you are on. Everything seems a little darker and little more perilous. You begin to question whether your "day" was a "success". 

Having articulated my lament, let me end with this. Endevour to live your life's day so that when your sunset comes, those there to observe will say with a sense of awe, "Now that was a spectacular day from beginning to end."
PATH TO THE SUNSET ON EDISTO ISLAND, SOUTH CAROLINA