36 HOURS IN HUNTINGTON:
Okay, I’ll admit it…I’m a FRINGE JUNKIE…I’m too far behind on “24” to ever catch up; I gave up on the sex-starved Gregory House seasons ago and Idol has failed to lure me in this time around. However, the Sci-Fi adventures of the Bishops and Agent Dunham have peaked my interest. I also tend to find interesting spiritual parallels in the interaction of the two worlds depicted.
Of great intrigue to me are the “Observers”. They are the bald guys in suits, appearing frequently, sent to earth, not to interact, but to observe. They transcribe everything and make mental notes regarding seemingly normal people that become key players in the story that plays out.
I found myself in a similar role recently while spending a couple days at a collegiate conference swim championship. Here’s what I found:
– GOOD CHOICES BIRTH GREAT RESULTS. Looking around me, I saw the results of years of decisions – most were wise. I envisioned a similar scenario with weaker results due to improper decision making. Thank You Lord for providing clear direction and the courage to step that way – it was worth it!
– I AM HANGING OUT WITH OLDER PEOPLE. I guess that’s because I am getting older. Grey hair, grandchildren and getting a little extra rest tend to dominate more table conversation with friends and acquaintances these days. It’s uncommon ground for me, but I find the givers of the information to be more caring, sincere and gracious than their predecessors. Besides, the pace of the experience itself proved to me that I am not getting younger.
– THE THINGS WE HOLD IN COMMON ARE GREATER THAN OUR DIFFERENCES. Kinda like a taste of heaven…how else can instant comraderie from a collection of individuals from a variety of diverse backgrounds be explained?
– ETERNAL TRUMPS TEMPORAL IN EVERY HAND DEALT. It’s a given, but sometimes it takes little reminders to enable us to maintain the “big picture” scope if you will….
– RETRO IS NOT ALWAYS VOGUE. See title of Blog = Enough Said!
The FRINGE Observer often appears to be stoic, oblivious, uncaring and unmoved emotionally. However, from time-to-time, the individuals watched become more than observants – they require attention and stir our emotions.
So, as I sit in silent observance, my heart is stirred at the memories being made, the lives intercepted and the moment in time that seems etched in my mind. It was only a day and a half in the midst of a year of transition, but in this brief period, I find lives brought into mine that require my care and attention. Mine is not the only life affected in this season.
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