“Grant that we may share the divine life of him who humbled himself to share our humanity …”
— “Book of Common Prayer”
I was driving through town the other day on my way to an appointment and saw a number of deer standing around a junk-strewn yard. They appeared to be on high alert, and as I scanned the lot I saw the reason; they were staring at a dog that was, like them, standing still and staring back at them.
I slowed down but, as I was expected elsewhere, chose not to stop. As I drove past, though, one deer began to take tentative steps toward the dog and I wondered how the encounter would resolve itself. I wish I had stopped and watched, as nature fascinates me, but I am something of a slave to time and duty.
I don’t know where I got that “need” to be on time, all the time. I joke that the folks at the National Observatory call me daily for the correct time with which to set the nation’s atomic clock, but that’s not far from the truth in terms of my personality...