Greetings! My apologies for the delayed blog entry, but I was having some difficulties coming up with a different/noteworthy topic for this/last week’s blog. As Queen Camille states above, I didn’t want to rehash the same old story I’ve been blogging about for the last month or so. I re-watched the 1967 film Reflections in a Golden Eye and was going to devote the blog to it, but I think it’s a film best watched before commentary is entertained. Nevertheless, here’s a few stills from it. It’s based on the very 1941, Southern book of the same name by Carson McCullers and stars Elizabeth Taylor, Marlon Brando, and Julie Harris. So watch it if you get the chance–it was way ahead of its time.
I guess I’ve been ruminating a good bit this past week about how life works itself out. For instance, I have two roommates whom are both divorcees: one is my Thai landlady who married an American who left her after a few years, and the other is a Hispanic gentleman whose daughter stays at our house once a month or so. First off, I never thought I’d have two roommates at (almost) age 33; that still shocks me, but we all get along and mind our own business in a very civilised fashion. Secondly, I doubt any of the three of us thought we’d be in the living situation we’re currently in at our ages. I keep telling myself I don’t want to still have roommates when I’m 40, which honestly sounds so pathetic on so many levels since I’m knocking on 40’s door. The bottom line is–as I wrote in the first sentence of this paragraph–life works itself out. We sure think we have all the answers, but most all of the time we’re mistaken. One thing we can count on, however:
We all want what we want when we want it, but rarely do things work out that way. What would I ask for if I could have it when I wanted it? This:
A safe, quiet place in the South to retreat to with a cozy bed and food and clothes to tide me over. But guess what? As fate would have it, I already have just that. Granted, I have two roommates in a tract home in southwestern Las Vegas, but I have exactly what I need right this minute. For God doesn’t necessarily give us what we want, but he always gives us what we need. So much of the time we’re so busy wanting for bigger, better things that we don’t pay attention to the things we need which are right in front of us. There’s nothing wrong with wanting bigger, better things, but enjoy/be thankful for the things you need while they’re dangling right in front of you. In other words, take time out from bitching about what you want/don’t have and enjoy what you need/do have. The sob stories (which we all have, in one form or another) can wait while we take time to thank God for providing what we need, when we need it. It’s as simple as that.