Monday, May 20, 2013

If it feels you might fly right off

I wrote  "If if feels you might fly right off"  before learning of the events in Moore.  Oklahoma today. Please read "If it feels you might fly right off and I didn't know" for furthur clarification.

Out of the blogging pocket for the last week or so, because of so much wonder.

We’ve celebrated with several family members who completed lengthy study for masters and doctorate degrees and  rejoiced in happy Baptisms.

Then there was the flurry of opportunities to speak and share about God’s work.

So many blessings, and yet at times, life has felt a bit overwhelming, a little crowded—

--and wearying.
Somewhere in the middle, there was this opportunity to take a walk and drink in the beauty of God’s handiwork.

Now, here we are, exhaling after feeling we've been strapped to the back of a 747 for several weeks, sitting at a kitchen table at a family member’s home watching a couple of finches dig into the birdseed outside--the concerns about getting it all done now just a faint memory.
Soaking in green and light, I saw a pileated woodpecker in flight this morning and went to bed last evening hearing the serenade of a toad.

The seasons of life, the jet days, and the bicycle days melt together, and through them all runs the thread of God’s presence and work.

“We look at this Son and see the God who cannot be seen. We look at this Son and see God’s original purpose in everything created. For everything, absolutely everything, above and below, visible and invisible, rank after rank after rank of angels—everything got started in him and finds its purpose in him. He was there before any of it came into existence and holds it all together right up to this moment. (Colossians 1:15-17).

He holds it all together even when the world seems to spin a bit faster and we feel we might just fly right off it, but the gravity of His love keeps us on this whirling planet.

Right up until this moment.

Outside right now, a squirrel spins in his own orbit.

Doubtless, there are more spinning times ahead for us, too. But for the fraying and the splitting and the sometimes stuffing seeming to come right out, we know that no matter what happens, He holds us together.

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