Set your clocks ahead an hour so you can plant later into the evening. You know, at my age I really can’t afford to lose an hour right now and it’s not because I don’t live on a farm. I know I know I’ll get that hour back in the fall but the future right now is so uncertain I hope I can wait until then. Speaking of the future, I asked one of the third graders I tutor here in Portland what he wanted to be when he got older. He told me he wanted to be a policeman…or a superhero. His was a desire full of hope. Right there and then anything was possible to him.

Yahweh said to Abram, ‘Leave your country, your kindred and your father’s house for a country which I shall show you;

and I shall make you a great nation, I shall bless you and make your name famous; you are to be a blessing! (Gen 12: 1-2)

The future, even with a lost hour and great plans can have twists and turns that lead us to entirely different places. In spite of a well-crafted roadmap to future endeavors, the unknown comes in and changes things, often for the better. Responding to different even subtle prompts along the way is all part of the adventure. Is where I am now where I dreamed to be when I was in 3rd grade?  Nope. But I am working on flying, and that’s great.

and so it goes…