View from the Hill

    I can’t explain the movements of the universe, but it’s easy to comprehend the stillness of it all.  We think our ‘life’ is so fast paced and we rush to complete our tasks at hand.  The moments we endure are nothing but fleeting.  In all of our travels, we amount to nothing more than a grain of sand in the beach of time.

    Often we think we are achieving some great thing, but we create these artificial goals in order to feel a sense of completion.  If we aren’t doing something, then we must be doing nothing? Right? In the grand design, we surely must be doing it all to accomplish something desirable and worthy of the time we have spent.  No one ever stops to think that perhaps we are just the ant, shoveling our sand to build the mountain.  But as we all do know, that mountain is easily destroyed by something as simple as a gentle summer’s breeze.