So today, I met somebody special and oh so darling. It was THE miss Karlina Jean Klotzle. She was small...tiny in fact. She had 10 fingers and 10 toes, the cutest little arms and legs and beautiful eyes. She slept most of the day, and had a adoring fan club watching her every move.
You know.... few things in life stop you and make you take inventory about just how wonderful and awesome God is than a infant like Karlina. The intricate detail of a tiny human body that will soon grow and mature into a walking, talking, intellectually reasoning adult. And to think that all that came from genetic information from 2 haploid cells (don't laugh look it up...its what they are) with 23 chromosomes each. Wow...it takes my breath away.
This past weekend I went to see the Minnesota Orchestra. It was as part of a requirement for one of my classes here. You basically get loaded up on a school bus with your classmates, head down to Orchestra Hall, hear the concert, head back, and write about what you heard.
What was amazing to me was the amount of retirees there. Oh, my! Some enjoying fine liquors, others sampling delicacy pastries, while still others were engaged in droll conversation with their fellow music lovers. Now I know there are probably other age groups that enjoy music too, but just can't make it to concerts like the one I was at. Yet, I was still bothered by a relative lack of anybody else (aside from the group I was with) looking younger than I. Is all the world so consumed with childcare, job responsibilities, or financial worries that we can't take time out of our day/evening to enjoy a little music? Take time to smell the musical roses humans! Yes, you can hear stuff on the radio...but its not the same. I definitely plan on being a classical music connoisseur when I get older and have the funds to support it. Its just so much FUN, and it takes the time to let our thoughts and our heart flow behind the music being presented. It is meaningful art.
This musical indulgence brought a renewed sense of "Wow" when I considered that people such as Bach who wrote a piece a week for church worship. What does it take though to really stop and consider babies, music, the wisdom of older people, or the grandness of creation (I had my first snowstorm this weekend =] ). Sometimes, while I notice this especially in school, I get so up close and focused on the task at hand that I lose sight of the bigger picture. I am here, yes to learn, but I am also here to grow. I am here to serve. I am here to step outside of myself and take in life from someone else's perspective. My patient, my neighbor, my roommates, and anyone really who I meet. I think the same could go for others too.
Take away lesson from all this? Hereby resolved. When Dan is feeling overwhelmed, pulling his hair out at finals, and wishing he could just quit it all, he is going to remember to take a break and step outside, to enjoy looking at awesomely cute and fantastically adorable infants, to take a moment and reflect on the detail God has placed in our creative minds with classical music. God loved me enough to die for me. He loved me enough to provide a means to further (what appears to be) His goal for my life. His love is higher than the highest mountain, and deeper than the deepest sea. I don't think I really reflect on all that in my daily stress filled grind. Keep me accountable. I think its a worthwhile practice for us all.
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