One of the many features I love about our new home is the fact that we get to enjoy all four seasons. Currently, we’re in the heart of Spring, and thus far March and April have been beautiful. Full with color, fresh growth, and a visual landscape that’s changing daily as new plants and trees respond to the progression of time with buds, blossoms, leaves, and new life.
I fully intend to do a “walk through” of downtown with my good camera, but I haven’t managed it yet, and I fear I may have missed some of the showiest photo-ops. I did, however, take a few moments Friday to capture some of the beauty at church and then along Durham Road. I think the pictures tell the story well enough.
It’s a story, of course, that repeats itself every year. There is a rhythm to the seasons – birth, growth, fruit, harvest, death, and then rebirth – that echos a fundamental truth that resides in the heart of each one of us, irrespective of how we understand it.
That truth is the imperative, the initiative, and the insistence of life. And I have found – and continue to find – that a faithful relationship to the author and the sustainer of all life connects me to the natural rhythm of creation, and recreation, engrafting my spirit into the deep truth that springtime is nothing more – and certainly nothing less – than a theological statement about the relationship of God’s children to eternity.
Enjoy the photographs, and ask God to breath new life into the foundational roots of your spirit as children of God, sisters and brothers to Jesus, and faithful stewards of this good creation,
God blessed them and said to them, “Be fertile and multiply; fill the earth and master it. Take charge of the fish of the sea, the birds in the sky, and everything crawling on the ground.” Then God said, “I now give to you all the plants on the earth that yield seeds and all the trees whose fruit produces its seeds within it. These will be your food. To all wildlife, to all the birds in the sky, and to everything crawling on the ground—to everything that breathes—I give all the green grasses for food.” And that’s what happened. God saw everything he had made: it was supremely good.
There was evening and there was morning: the sixth day. – Genesis 1:27-31