We are still here :)

I know, throughout history there have been many folks who've figured out just when it's all going to end "as we know it". Jesus will return, and those left standing on the soil will have a hard time of it until it all goes up in fire, smoke, and an earthquake bigger than the wildest one ever before.

So, bless little Rev. Harold Camping's heart -- I know he's yearned for this since way before his last failed prediction -- but the birds are still singing and the sun is still shining and the worms are still tunneling in my unshaken yard today.

We've been told that it's not up to us to know, not on our job description.

So, as you go to sleep tonight, thank God all around that Love still surrounds us in this familiar garden. And if we're lucky -- no, still blessed -- we'll have a new chance tomorrow at taking another step closer to the garden of color and light and music and joy. We've a little more work to do right here to create a family of justice and peace that includes all people, as well as the earth and sky.

No better time to start than right now.