Which Reminds Me

Anyway, what is land that thou art mindful of it? The land has been there for thousands of years and the land will doubtless continue to be there for another however many thousands of years. But we are people. We are as grass. We only have a short time to steward our portion of it, however small and tenuous, and then we are gone and we are remembered no more by the living. Who can say what will happen to the land later after we are gone? Will worrying and fretting accomplish anything in regards to the land? When the people of Melodyland disappeared the theater/church building was plowed under and a shopping center now occupies a space that once seemed so important in Anaheim, Calif. All that money raised and now Melodyland is gone, vanished, bulldozed and repaved. Melodyland is just another shopping center, nothing more. There is nothing to remind us of what once was a church that I only visited once or twice anyway, of people who once claimed Melodyland as their home church. So land is not really that important after all as it turns out. Time is short.