When I wrote this, we were within scant moments of going over the proverbial fiscal cliff. Something has happened since then, one way or the other. It is what it is. This blog isn’t about the fiscal cliff; it’s about Washington DC falling off the common sense cliff. Sadly, it’s a much deeper fall for the American public.
One man, one woman, or even a child, with a comment or a kind act can change the world. You never know where the person, comment or act will come from. Only the picture painted in heaven knows all of the intricacies to this great big plan.
For two bucks, she’d break off a song – that was her offer. She sang Janis Joplin – not very well, but not the worst I’ve ever heard. And then she left. Walked through us to the other side of the street and took her stage on an inverted milk crate that carried her stuff. Her boot prints filled up with snow shortly thereafter.
This time of year doesn’t escape me as the perfect time for miracles. God is an opportunist, of sorts, with the very best of intentions. Remember, He is omnipresent and, as a result, is always in the right place at the right time. Because people’s emotions are near the surface during the Christmas season and hearts are just a little more tender, miracles are ripe for the making and for the taking.
My guess is that you heard the words “Fiscal Cliff” at least 100 times over the weekend. One more mention, and I’m about ready to pull a “Thelma & Louise” myself. Seriously, it is a big deal and we probably should understand it. Maybe this will help.