Ok. I know. A silly plug for being religious. I get it, I'm basking in the light of my great beard and my covered head. But that aside, there is a place for learning to accept the events in your life as possibly a message from your Creator or a correction of your errant ways, no matter how may be your perfection in your own mind.
That happened to me many times this week and it was not until I was relaxing in the JCC swimming pool this morning that I came together and got the "messages" and saw my troubles for the blessings that they really were.
This morning, I decided to go swim, which I had not done for many years now. I have a JCC membership worth around 600 a year and I have not in any way benefited physically or barely socially from this great experience. So this morning the idea of swimming just magically passed into the doldrums of my existence and I indeed decided upon a course of swimming pool therapy.
So I go to get my swim gear which is a suit, a pair of small red flippers, 2 pairs of eye goggles and even hand fins that I used to enjoy to really pull out the speed and seemingly try to push some of my physique into a more adonis type of existence. Right? The dream of the fool, right? (it is).
That said, I could not find any of them. And to top that off one of my plastic sandals, that popular junk that sold for 30 dollars in the store was missing. I needed it to walk to the pool area.
So after some turmoil and looking, I eventually found the bag moved and a swim suit was in a drawer. Ok. no problem. I have no idea where the pool gear is though, though if its in the house I'll find it.
That said, I was good to go. The entire way to the JCC I was thinking of how angry I was that my family member had gone through my belongings and unorganized my organized life. I was not happy and perhaps I was right to be so. But that said, I can not amend my fathers trust in finding things and moving them somewhere else. What I can do is realize that I can indeed do my job with what I have.
So I went for a swim.
I must say that I also parted unfortunately (or actually as you will see perhaps fortunately) with a pair of prescription Ray Ban sunglasses that I invested 230 dollars of my own funds to procure a year or so ago. They are indeed useful and I must say, I look slick in them. I look like a running man in a space suit. It was that cool. No one would mess with my popsicle sticks if they saw me in those space age sun glasses.
That said, I was not happy and again it was after a breif visit from my family member perhaps that this item became lost. Perhaps when my can was brought to the shop which was the occasion it was removed or taken or the like. I was careful with their care. So that said they are gone. I was going to face a 230 dollar penalty for getting myself another pair. Not a blessing I thought. But in the pool today, I realised, I did not care to do power swimming anymore and I did not need the fins and the goggles were really not indicated.
I was first today wearing a t shirt that I decided I would wear into the pool. I did not realize that I had brought a tshirt that I was wearing on my body. It worked out well. I just felt the spirit move me and there I was, going swimming today. And being of an orthodox mind set, I no longer feel appropriate to be scantily clad in a public area. So guess what, I was actually covered. The right T shirt was indeed on my body and I did not even know until I go to the swimming area.
Good.
So this is the realization that I am at today. I could buy another 230 dollar pair of Ray Ban sunglasses and surmount more debt or even harass my father for possibly being a culprit in its absence and ask for his contribution to my obsessive need to cover my eyes with an expensive eye wear.
But it dawned on me that I looked slick in those sunglasses... perhaps TOO slick, though. I may have indeed not been as orthodox as I hoped to be buy having expensive designer sunglasses custom fit to my personal prescription. Dads simple but not very convenient and clearly not stylish in the space age idea of wearing some clip ons is actually appealing to me now. I bet for 10 dollars this will be a non issue and hey, I only wear them in the car anyhow.
So thanks for reading this long chat today.
Enjoy.
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