Life is Beautiful.
This is just one of those days where the only way to sum things up is by saying Life is Beautiful. I’m sitting at the table in the back yard under one of the trees, the sun is shining in a cloudless sky, a gentle breeze is blowing and the birds are singing.
People who believe atheists don’t have hope, or cannot appreciate beauty of nature amaze me. Just because we don’t attribute things to a deity doesn’t mean we don’t feel awe when experiencing them, nor is belief a prerequisite for hope. Sadly old misconceptions die hard.
I know there is a great deal of tragedy going on in the world, the devastation in Myanmar for example. There are also certain pressing realities in my own life that make it less than perfect. But for this day, and perhaps tomorrow, I will revel in the fact that life is beautiful.
