Cause to Pause

Sunday, we went out to Loxahatchee for an airboat eco-tour of the Everglades. As as much to ride the airboat as anything else. We tried on Friday, but by the time we got there, a monsoon had blown in.
Both my wife and I grew up in the midwest and airboats are about as close to driving a car on snow and sliding around as you can get. Great fun!

Anyway, we went out to http://www.evergladesairboattours.com and just had a blast! The guide Lyle

was quite informative as he has been doing this for over 50 years. We did see the obligatory alligator:

and learned how they (alligators) will discover where a turtle nest is on a bank. When the hatchlings come out and slide down the hill to the water and……you get the rest. Delicate balance of nature and all.

We really do live in a wonderfully created world. Let us not take it, or the Creator for granted.

1. Derek Berg, his wife and the whole crew from Woodland Community Church who are either going or sending on a mission trip. Yes, I posted about it earlier. Shameless Plug Friday.
2. This post about becoming “Search Literate”.
3. San Marco Rolls Saddle. If you are a road cyclist, get one of these. I ditched my fancy carbon fiber, ti railed job and dug this worn out trusty dusty:
   Yes, it weighs more. But you can go faster, longer by being more comfortable. And don’t give me that “there’s no cut-out for my-well-youknow” line. All the pressure is on your “sit bones”. Everyone will be just fine.
   They really are that comfortable. I need to find a new one with a smooth cover.
4. Kudos to the Iranians for finding any way possible to get the word out. Never thought you could get hauled off to jail or executed for sending a tweet.

I’m not making light of a tragic situation, but in case you are not aware, C.S. Lewis lived his life a confirmed bachelor. That was until he met his wife Joy late in life. 
Shortly after they were married she was succumbed to cancer and passed away. So great was Lewis’ sorrow that he could not express it. His only respite was to keep a notepad on a table. Everytime a thought entered his head he would jot it down. And then move on. This chronology became the book “A Grief Observed.” The progression of emotions is real and plainly evident. It is impossible to read this book without emotionally walking the path with the author.
Were he alive today, Lewis might have tweeted those short thoughts. Those observations of grief.

Twitter can be inane- “Went to the bathroom. Out of toilet paper again.”
Twitter can be an incredible time sink- “I need to know what each of the 237 people I am following are doing. Every three minutes.”
But, if you consider your audience, and take stock in your life-at this moment right now- you might find something that is of value to others.

Lewis put his grief out there, but he was willing to do that only because he lived it and it was real.
Live life. REALLY live life…only then will you have something to tweet about.