reflection

i took a long walk this afternoon, down to the tennis courts in the park to see the rose garden a neighbor up the street mentioned she had planted, then along the bike path below the highway, listening on my phone to Al Sharpton deliver the eulogy at the Houston service for George Floyd.   

Reverend Al had much to say about 'wickedness in high places' and called for justice. of George Floyd, he reminded all that God chooses ordinary people to do his work. he called him an 'ordinary brother' that 'nobody thought that much about' but that 'God took the rejected stone and made him the cornerstone of a movement that's going to change the whole wide world.'

the sun was bright and hot and the light danced on the water. people, many alone, had found spots in the shade, in the soft grass, under a graceful tree, on a solid rock - seeking moments of calm perhaps, amidst the world's turbulent tides.

riverside park