Rain and wind.
Visitors popping in.
Olympic sport to watch and marvel at.
A 5th wedding anniversary to celebrate.
The house seeming full.
Chatter and laughter.
I can't remember where I read about stones. The stones of life. I can't even remember what it was about. Just the stones. Then I started thinking about how we use stones.
Stones for foundations. How we chisel them out of the earth and use them as part of the "hard-core" when we build foundations for our homes.
Stones we use to build walls. How we hone the edges to make sure they all sort of fit together to build walls. Look at the old castles - they were not built of bricks, but of stones. How high they are. Cathedrals - how they soar into the heavens.
And stones we file down and flatten as best we can to make pathways. They can't be too bumpy and uneven, or they will trip people up.
Stones we polish and wear in jewellery. Precious stones. Beautiful gifts from the earth.
So what if every person we meet and experience we have is a stone in the creation of our lives? What if we use them for the wrong things? Is it better to build strong walls or to build a pathway?
Stone walls reach toward Heaven. Stone paths lead towards a future. Walls vs Paths. Walls keep you safe, but they can also hide you away. Paths are open and leave you vulnerable to attack, but they also lead you forwards to places yet undiscovered. Adventures.
What do you do with the stones of your life?