This is not a public journal. There is no theme, agenda, or overall purpose. I need a reason to write and it needs to be well informed. I consider myself an expert in only one subject, my own thoughts. I am reflecting my experiences onto the internet because this seems to make them more beautiful to me, especially when they are idealized and inaccurate. This is not a mirror for me to see myself looking back, nor is it a mirror that reflects a detailed image of myself to others. This page is but a jumble of letters, words, and ideas that will be interpreted differently for each person, including myself. There are no mirrors because these thoughts are directionless, inaccurate, and fuzzy; a vague, splotchy reflection of McKinley.

Sunday, October 18, 2015

A Time To Illuminate

"Recall the new star that announced the birth at Bethlehem? It was in its precise orbit long before it so shone. We are likewise placed in human orbits to illuminate."
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Neil A. Maxwell

This weekend I experienced a miracleAs with most miracles, you probably would need to see it to believe it. 

Katelyn, Ridge, and I went to City Creek, Gateway, and Temple Square on Saturday. After a few hours of roaming and enjoying our time together we decided it was time to head back to our car. 

We approached the crosswalk and as the numbers counted down "6, 5, 4, 3" and we started to run. When we got to the corner we decided to wait until the next light since we weren't really in a hurry. After a short wait, the walking signal reappeared and we crossed the street casually as the familiar, timed chirp of the crosswalk accompanied us. We were carried away in a pointless conversation speculating the origin of jay walking when the miracle happened. 

It wasn't a paraplegic who jumped out of their wheelchair and walked for the first time. No mountains moved. No lives were saved. In fact, nothing unexpected happened at all.

I miraculously ran into an old friend. 

We could have left earlier. We could have decided not to go, or delayed our trip downtown. We could have stayed longer and walked through one more store. We could have walked slower or faster. We could have rushed to cross the street. We could have taken a different route to the parking lot. My friend could have decided not to go out or he also could have walked down a different street. 

Our hundreds of small decisions allowed two independent creatures in perpendicular, uncoordinated motion to cross paths. 

It took precise timing in order for us to experience that miracle. Precise timing that began long before the moment of our illumination.

Of seven billion people on this Earth, there is a small handful of people that are in your orbit daily. You wake up and make hundreds of small decisions which affect every interaction you will have that day. If you consider the odds, every connection you make with another person is miraculous.

Can you allow yourself to be illuminated by every individual who miraculously crosses your path?