As I sit at Logan airport, waiting for my friend from Buffalo to arrive, I discover Logan rocks too! The walkway between terminals C & B have a lovely wall of rocking chairs much like those I discovered in Charlotte. Her fight is delayed an hour, so it is the perfect place to settle in.
As I watch the rain drops trail down the huge windows in front of me, I am remembering the first time I passed by these rockers in this walkway. The memories of a time long ago made me feel sad and the raindrops now turn to teardrops. Things that have been on my heart and mind jump out and play with the water on the huge windows. I rock, letting the feelings flow, giving in to the hurt of remembering. The new saying is “feel your feelings and let them go”. I always seem to do a good job of feeling my feelings and try as I might to let them go on one of these planes in front of me, I know they’ll be back.
Knowing I need to get it together before my friend arrives, I suddenly remember a conversation my daughter and I had on the way here today. She had just gotten a new Mac with the Snow Leopard operating system on it. She asked me if the new Mac Mini I purchased last spring came with Snow Leopard. I said I didn’t know. She said a quick way to tell is to hold down the mouse with the cursor on any icon on your desktop and the screen will dim highlighting the little choice box that comes up. She said that only happens with Snow Leopard.
This not only solves how I’m going to find out if I have Snow Leopard, it’s going to refocus my thoughts. To put myself in a better frame of mind to meet my friend, I think I’ll just hold the cursor on God and let the big screen full of painful memories dim, just like it says in an old hymn from my college days:
“Turn your eyes upon God, look full in his wonderful face, And the things of this Earth will grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace.”
Sometimes coming up against our own powerlessness is terrifying and it is in those moments that we need to know where to put the cursor.
And so, as another day goes by, my computer screen now holds new meaning, and….I have written.
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