The exquisite, intrinsic, joy of being aggressively a good neighbor. I arrive at 71 and a half years old and only moments ago today did this fact hit me? Why? Because I've been raised on 2000 years of books and people speaking words in Jesus name by people that have no idea what he was talking about but enjoy spreading their own ideas never bothering to understand his intent. Oh he warned of this over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over.....
Sol and I just passed 53 and a half thousand miles miles 24 miles ago. Late yesterday afternoon. 47 States once, many twice or three times. The people in those States , everyone, they're all my neighbor. In my head, in my heart, and my soul, they're all my neighbor.
Subconsciously I behave that way out of my feelings. But to have this concrete realization, aggressively be a good neighbor,, the Good Samaritan even, what a huge advantage to my quest for Exquisite excruciating unending Joy that I see in the life of the man jesus, the only place I see that in history. And I'm getting more and more of it as I try to be like him for the unequaled Joy of it. As I strive now to be on his team, though I suspect I'm just in the farm league right now. Someday, maybe. I'm gaining on it.
James, no the other james, the one that was driving a large baler, kindly stopped when I walked in his Direction and said, that's state land that you're on you shouldn't have a problem parking there and continuing on in the morning. Very pleasant fella.
I'm a junkie for joyful life, as was jesus. And I now have a greater Clarity of why I'm carrying along these orange bags and these garbage gloves. It will make every one of my days better I expect.