I sit here gazing at this large crater. This huge rock with a big scar. Parts of it are strewn across the landscape – moved by the inertia of power from within that had to escape the confines of its earthy shell prison; power that had to release itself into the sight of God.
Previously a majestic peak by man’s eye is now scarred by the changes that time brings. Now a new kind of beautiful. That is me, my beloved, looking for my new kind of beautiful. I miss you so much but I must embrace this scarred but beautiful heart.
Am I ready to follow the new paths the Lord leads me on? I am jealous of you – there with Him. While I continue on this side of eternity. But your time here was complete and mine is not. I surrendered all, I thought so anyway. But now I see I have so much more to surrender. Like pieces of the mountain, I have to escape the confines of this earthy shell and let the inertia of the Holy Spirit spread through me.
Like this majestic mountain before me, I must release myself into the sight of God.
I sit here gazing at this huge rock with a big scar. Forever changed from what it once was yet still an active force of energy: pulsing, expanding, contracting. It is therapeutic – this meditative conversation with God. Yet I am annoyed. Annoyed by the loud buzzing of someone’s drone, annoyed by the whining parents, annoyed by the exuberant children, annoyed by the distractions of change that time brings. Why did this day of the adventure have to fall on a holiday weekend?
I sit on this bench waiting for Maggie to return from her hike on Harry’s Ridge, a father and his young son walk up to the view. The child points to various places and questions what he now sees with what he learned in the visitors center. Father and son, sharing wisdom and wonder. It is good for me to share this scene and I talk with God about them, praying that they continue to question the world around them until it draws them to the only conclusion. God — For His invisible attributes, that is, His eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly seen since the creation of the world, being understood through what He has made. (Romans 1:20, HCSB)
Romans 8:18-25
18 For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is going to be revealed to us. 19 For the creation eagerly waits with anticipation for God’s sons to be revealed. 20 For the creation was subjected to futility—not willingly, but because of Him who subjected it—in the hope 21 that the creation itself will also be set free from the bondage of corruption into the glorious freedom of God’s children. 22 For we know that the whole creation has been groaning together with labor pains until now. 23 And not only that, but we ourselves who have the Spirit as the firstfruits—we also groan within ourselves, eagerly waiting for adoption, the redemption of our bodies. 24 Now in this hope we were saved, yet hope that is seen is not hope, because who hopes for what he sees? 25 But if we hope for what we do not see, we eagerly wait for it with patience.