After riding the kids to school I took Connor (since he was home for the whole day) on a little bike trip down the Riverfront Trail.
I’ll skip the play-by-play and get right to the good stuff. We rode this little trail around what I guess is a kind of island. The flora had been torn up- there were tree stumps and tamarisk remnants… it was a bit messy. But they had just put in a disc golf course and even this early in the morning it was attracting players.
Here was my thought: yes, it seems there is a mess there now. But I know that it’s just the ending of a new beginning. I don’t know how else to explain this feeling. It’s okay for the fire to wipe out the growth, because it will make it better for things to grow. It’s all right to except a little destruction if it means you get to rebuilt it. And here’s the important part: you can rebuilt it even better!
Now the really deep thing- I can be a part of this rebuild, this change to create a better place. I didn’t have that really in Utah. Things were already in good hands. Here, we need a stewardship of concerned citizens. And maybe I can be one of them. Maybe. Maybe I will be brave enough and have vision enough for that.