I believe we are inclined to help one another. I think it is built into our nature as social beings. It is how we are created, God’s design for a communal way of life of mutual care and interconnected support. It is key to our survival. We do not thrive in isolation. Our capacity to love calls us to a gracious attitude toward all whom we meet.
Our grandchildren are getting ready to go back to school, one to university, another secondary school, a second-grader, and a kindergartener. Different levels, yet they are all about learning, growing, and changing. Education is, I think, based on the promise that there is always more to learn, and founded on hope, it will enrich our appreciation for our lives and our community with others.
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Around here, we are progressing through the warmth of summertime. A few of our summer days have been hectic, but many more have been serene enjoyment. The hours of daylight are diminishing ever so slightly. We have begun harvesting the early tomatoes. Students are beginning to think about a new school year.
Years ago, when our children were in their late teens, a routine developed that my wife and I remember with great fondness. It was a simple, unplanned, casual circumstance. We found ourselves in a shared moment, part of a weekend day without the compelling school week schedule.
As we settle into summer, the Morning Glories have reappeared in our garden, seeking a stage to climb. On occasion, we gently redirect their growth to a trellis along the garden fence. Once in touch with the support they need, they know how to continue their ascent to thrive in the light. It is their nature to flourish above the ground. In a way, the trellis and vine become inseparable.
It is summer in this part of the world, and we are drawn to being out-of-doors. With warm temps and more daylight, we feel a need to recreate in the natural world. When our grandson was five years old, he told his parents that he needed nine dollars. This was a surprising request from someone not yet experienced with money.