ONE THING FOR SURE

I may be the most punctual person on the planet.  I'd blame it on bells that I had to adhere to as a teacher, except I've always been that way.  My epitaph should simply state Never Late.

Yet, I was almost late to church on Sunday morning.  That would be no problem at our Scottsdale church as many come in as much as 15 minutes late, but never us.  But we're in Coronado and there's not too many I've noticed that are seated by the time the church bell rings (and it really does, which I like a lot).

Four stories up, I was watching dolphins early Sunday morning performing a show on the ocean below.  No Sea World trainers, they performed their own routines.  And they were great.  Some even appeared to try to fluke without the great whale tail fins.

Choreography was no problem.  They were as in tune as pelicans who fly in formation skimming the waves in search of food.  But theirs was more playful.  Six in all.

I could be heard uttering, that's not right, saying out loud, "Oh, my goodness.  Did you see that. Gee."  I know--nothing creative there, but very much in awe.

We made it in plenty of time, but for me being only 10 minutes early is almost late.

But as I watched the show on the Pacific, I noticed others who were as unaware of  God's creation as they were unaware that it was a day to worship.  They were going about their business, jogging, walking, carrying beach chairs, holding on to that cup of coffee.  They didn't know what they were missing, or they simply chose to ignore.

Free will.  Yet another gift from God.