Now consider the dramatic cycle
moving from dawn through midday, to dusk and on to midnight -- an
ever-changing backdrop for our lives. The sun (from our
perspective) dynamically traverses the sky in continuous motion from
morning first-light and its rising in the Eastern sky, through the
intense brightness of high noon, to the soft golden red hues of its
setting in the West, while lighting the other half of the world in our
darkness. The moon is new or it waxes, wanes or shines fully
-- showing up 55 minutes later every day -- always in motion and
completing a cycle of positions relative to the earth only once every
19 years. Still considering the heavens, every night is
different. Our stars rotate about the north pole once a
year. Then on another score, some days are cloudy, some hazy
and some bright. During those days it may foggy or
clear. It may gently rain, mist, or pour down buckets. And
the winter snows can be big fluffy flakes slowly floating down or
blizzarding wind-hurled grains of ice. And the seasons --
they change, too -- from the long hot sweat inducing days of summer to
the short shivery cold days of winter. We feel the
heat. We feel the cold. We feel the
change. Change abounds -- and with it the drama and interest
of those changes. Leaves burst forth as tiny yellow-green
heralds of spring, enlarge and deepen in color to summer's green, and
change again to furnish Autumn's palette with yellows, golds, oranges,
reds, tans and browns.
CHANGE -- where is it
not? Winds blow with hurricane fervor. A once
mirror-smooth sea is transformed to wild, wind-driven waves dwarfing
the biggest and best of our ships. The gale calms to
stillness and the air gently caresses us with soft breezes.
The seed becomes a seedling, a sapling, and a tree yielding other
seeds. The Black Bear begins as a tiny little thing,
gradually becomes a cub and grows into its full ferocious
height. Flowers have their genesis in buds and their death in
the seeds of the next generation. And we? We begin
as infants, live through the toddling age, become youngsters (with a
change of teeth, yet!), teenagers, young adults, middle aged foks, and
seniors. Then we die.
Without change wouldn't life be boring?
I thank God for CHANGE! It makes life interesting.
And the good news is that there are BIG CHANGES, our re-birth as a
child of God and eternal spirit life at the end of this physical one.
God is good! Praise and thanks to Him for that! And
praise and thank Him for the change that he has in store for you --
eternal life as an adopted child of God.
Have a great and meaningful Thanksgiving! |
