CrossWord†Text Box:                   MAY 2005
Text Box:      THE NEWSLETTER OF NORCROSS PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH
Text Box: Norcross, Georgia
Text Box: Matt’s Musings

How many more?  Last Newsletter I mentioned that I love the spring.  I also mentioned that I love the smell of honeysuckle.  Its just about to come out again this year.  Late this month if memory serves.  And the perfect thing about honeysuckle is that it comes when the weather is perfect for windows down, especially in the evening.  Typically not too hot to need the A/C on at night, or to sit on the porch (we have a patch or two of honeysuckle in the backyard) with the

great weather and the sweet smell are both experiences that add to the pleasure of existence.  And this is one of those things that is time particular, it only happens in late May.  So, as I note that it will come again soon, I ask myself, how many more late Mays do I have?  I hope the number isn’t small, certainly not in the single digits.  And I’m not thinking like that.  But, I do note that, whatever the number is, it is a finite number.  I am not going to live forever, not here on earth.

So, I’m going to really enjoy the honeysuckle this year.  I’m going to revel in it as if it were one of my last.  Course, it could be (though I sure hope not).  And, in the big picture, it really is one of my last.  Let’s give me the benefit of the doubt, and say that I have another 50 honeysuckle Mays left in me.  That would be great.  And that makes this one of my last 50 times.  Is it just me, or does looking at it like that put a sense, and I’d say a proper sense, of existential finitude to everything?

There are certainly things that come only once a year, like honeysuckle, Bradford pears, fish fry’s and crawfish boils, Thanksgiving dinner, Christmas Eve, and stuff like that.  And there are things that come even less than that.  Graduations, marriages, baptisms, when your children have children, and all sorts of other things that so many of us are noting this year, come not once in a lifetime, but certainly not once a year.  And, there are things that come more frequently, say monthly, or weekly, or even daily.  A moment of laughter between friends.  A really nice meal.  A call from someone you haven’t talked to in a while.  Driving along and a really great song comes on the radio.  And all sorts of other things.  Even those are finite.

The point I have realized is this.  You and I, we each only have so many more of each experience that we enjoy left.  I hope that I can, and I hope that you can, enjoy these experiences to the fullest, so that we won’t let one go by.  Sure, we do well to note the big ones, the weddings, the graduations and the like.  We may even note the yearly ones.  But don’t let the everyday ones pass us by.  Enjoy them all, for they are both limited, and wonderful.

 

Be Well,

                                                                                                                                                        

Dear Friends,

     I just wanted to express our thanks and joy over Murphy’s baptism.  We feel so blessed to be here at NPC and we were so thankful that you all could be a part of her very special day.  We are so happy that Murphy was born into such a wonderful church family.  Matt, Kayla, Murphy and myself feel very blessed to have you all in our lives. 

 

Much love,

              Melissa           

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