I have a floater in my eye. Actually not sure which! But as I look around, a black spot floats into the scene from left to right, slowly. It’s random enough that I frequently take it for a bug and swat away to get it out of my face.
IT reminds me of a sin. Not any one in particular, but sin nonetheless. This glorious gift from God, a sunny cool day that fairly glistens with the promise of a gorgeous spring we are enjoying, is marred by this rude spot!
I’m reminded that no one is perfect. No matter how we see life, there’s always a fault like this damn floater in each of us that affects how we see people, the world, life in general. That “mote in the eye” in biblical terms. Oh, there it goes again….
No matter how easy ones life may seem, no matter how much one has acquired in this life, there is always something wrong. Even on the best, most beautiful days, we cannot totally ignore the state of the nation, the mess of our governmental system, the mess of international relations. We can sit in the sun, bask in the warmth, enjoy the sound of children playing, watch the lovely flowers open, and later whither on the stalk, and die, and still, that damn spot, that constantly moving floater comes back into view, and we remember what a mess this country is just now.