my irony

Obviously I'm not a loyal blogger. My apologies to anyone who would make better use of my title. I did choose it on purpose and with a lot of thought...
I'm an introvert, but I understand and love my need for people in my life. So often I find it to be incredibly easy to completely disengage and revert to my silent cave. Part of me feels that being here at my computer is a trace of that hiding, even though I'm using it to communicate my thoughts to so many possible people. It seems I stay away because it looks like an excuse not to be face to face with my audience. But obviously I wouldn't have an audience if I didn't offer my thoughts on any platform at all.
Ta-da, here I am! ...Though, perhaps another reason I take such long leave is how vulnerable a person becomes when they release some of their souls in writing. It's a lot like my paintings, but with the requirement that it make sense in one direction rather than being open to interpretation by each viewer. Yet both mediums leave the author at risk for misinterpretation. I just have to be willing to take that risk and go for it. A goal for the week is to post at least two more times. Goal setting isn't a strength of mine, but it always seems to help when I set myself down and make a resolved stance against the evil auto-pilot that takes me captive to it's lair of inactivity.
These are a few thoughts that encourage me in the daily-ness of life.

Rain. So many ways to see it. Is it tears from sorrow or joy's deep laughter? Is it destructive and violent or necessary for fragile new growth? Is it making mud, or is it cleansing the ground? Life is filled with times of rain. Much of the same comes from sunlight. Is it vivid life, or drying fire? Does it light our way, or cause our blindness? Life is filled with times sunlight. Sunlight and rain, you generally have one or the other, but even so there seem to be 4 sides on this strange coin. Perhaps each day is the roll of a die. Proverbs 16:33, "We may throw the dice, but the Lord determines how they fall." Amazing how what determines the day is your perspective. An image I try to keep in sight is that of a coiled spring. Like a path we are traveling, if we only look down it seems we are forever going in circles watching the things that used to be dear to us become smaller and smaller! However, if we were to look up - the horizon would be ever expanding before us as we find ourselves journeying higher and higher. Instead of longing for the past, we must learn to receive the fullness of the gift-day.
Preaching to myself again it seems. Often times I think I'm the main one who needs to hear my sermon-ets.