Everyday life is good. Though using the word “good” to describe aspects of my charmed existence often feels inadequate.
But as I think back on the week and today in particular, I’d like to add at least a “very” or a “really” to give my “good” a little extra ‘umph.’ But I won’t; if the word “good” was good enough for God in Genesis, then I’ll keep my good just as it is, unvarnished by fillers and exclamation points. I think God only allow Himself one ‘very,’ and that was when he was describing how very good we, his people, were.
Sometimes I wonder about that ‘very.’ If I’m so ‘very’ good, why did it take me three months to make good on my final project for my spiritual direction coursework? For now, I’m just relieved and happy that my obligation is fulfilled. No longer must I avoid it, as I did last week. It’s done and I feel good about what I wrote.
As I attached the file to the email this afternoon, I wrote a cover page thanking my instructors for the grace period they gave me after Daddy’s death. Then I gave them permission not to read it. I felt it more important for me to write than for them to read. “Why drudge through reading this,” I wrote, “when there are far better works to read?”
It’s what I plan to do more myself — read for the pure pleasure of keeping company with the well written word — with no deadlines, no analysis and no expectation.
It won’t be too much longer before Sis’s farmhouse is finished too. Then I’ll be reclaiming two more days to read. And maybe if I play my cards well, as the days grow cooler, Sis will let me read on her front porch swing. With a symphony of crickets to keep me company, this pleasure might rise to a very good.
Do you have any idea how hard it is for me not to swerve directly into an apologia for varnish, even varnishing the good? 🙂
But I take your point. There was a time when “good”, “nice”, “happy” and “ordinary” were enough to make a life. We didn’t need to slather on the adjectives, and we certainly didn’t need everything in life to be “awesome”. It was enough to be awed.
On the other hand, there’s that phrase you use: “no deadlines, no analysis and no expectation.” Now, that’s awesome!
I liked very much your words…”it was enough to be awed.” They felt very much like unvarnished truth.
In thinking about it more, I wonder if, in our use of adjectives, we aren’t trying to convince ourselves of something… rather than others.
Next Sunday my husband and I venture off to Alaska for 12 days. From all I’ve seen and heard second-hand, Alaska will test my willpower in avoiding fatty adjectives.
Oh, my gosh. Lucky you! Where are you going? Have you been there before? How are your traveling?
I was blessed to have the opportunity to sail from Hawaii to Alaska on a 65′ sailboat and then cruise Glacier Bay. It took us only ten days for the trip – 240 miles per day, 2,401 total from Kauai to Spencer Inlet, and then another week at Glacier Bay. But the only town we visited was Sitka – I flew from there back to LAX and then home.
Biggest surprise? Beautiful, blue ice. Favorite creature? The Puffin. Best bit of civilization? The Ukrainian flavor of Sitka.
I didn’t take many photos, but I should dig out a few, for grins.
My husband has done all the trip planning; lucky me, all I had to do was agree to show up. But here’s what I know –
Next Sunday, we fly to Anchorage. From there we spend 5 days in Denali. Then back to Anchorage where we board a large cruise ship — one way to Vancouver. Sitka may be one of stops. Skagway. Juneau. I don’t really know where all the ship plans to drop anchor — and I don’t mind saying I like not knowing. Somehow the mystery makes for adventure. We’ll wrap up with 2 days in Vancouver where I hope to visit gardens I’ve heard a few tales about.
Don’s preference has always been to see Alaska via a smaller sailing vessel (like you did) rather than by large cruise ship. But, it was hard to resist the latter when one of the big cruise lines decided to put Alaska on sale in late June — especially with Sis having just returned with stars in her eyes from viewing all the gorgeous scenery.
I’m looking forward to the time away. And storing up a few treasured memories, as you have. Especially as I look out my window on a 90+ degree day.