Let me hear of your steadfast love in the morning,
for in you I put my trust.
Teach me the way I should go,
for to you I lift up my soul. – Psalm 143:8
At long last, and after several near misses, it seems we’re really going to have an autumn here in Wake Forest. The air is clear, the temperatures are down, and we’re finally seeing some color in the trees.
It’s going to be a little messy, a combination of brown dead leaves from the protracted heat and the late summer drought, mixed in with the true brilliance of the yellows, reds, purples, and oranges. But it’s still fall, it’s still beautiful, and it’s a reminder that the regenerative cycle of the seasons will move on, regardless.
THE LONG VIEW: It’s one of the many things I appreciate about the wider, broader, deeper rhythms of creation that put things in perspective when I tend to focus on what’s right in front of me, rather than the long view that’s a much bigger story and more rooted in eternity.
But when I allow myself to think clearly, I realize there is a lot that calls to truths that are embedded into the fabric of “the life that is truly life” (1 Timothy 6:19). Fact is, my life is saturated with such affirmation.
There is this church, known as Wake Forest Presbyterian. We’ve been here three years now and yet there’s this growing understanding that we’re just now beginning to get a feel for who we really are as a faith community, going forward. We’re a young church (birthday number 25 just two weeks ago) and – like all young adults in their mid-twenties, we’re still discovering, and growing into, who God is calling us to be. That’s a long-view equation.
Then there are the grandchildren! David and Beks have always been stunning creative inventions in the mind of God, loaded with purpose and possibility. What’s amazing fun is to watch the long view story begin to emerge as they begin – like the church – to grow into themselves. So I had to include this photograph of three-year-old Beks, taken yesterday as the family headed out on vacation, a graphic demonstration of what it means to develop a sense of style, and a growing awareness of self – to make a unique footprint in time.
NOT “WHY” BUT “HOW”: So here we are, in the fall of this year, 2016, the springtime of our future as a church, the infancy of our grandchildren’s lives… right where God intends for us to be at, and for, this moment.
And the question, always, is not so much “why?” as it is “how?” How are we going to respond to the fact of this moment in time, and the opportunity God always challenges us with to serve, and to love, and to grow into tomorrow?
Look; it’s the dawn again. Another new day. I wonder what we can do to celebrate….
I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
and in his word I hope;
my soul waits for the Lord
more than those who watch for the morning,
more than those who watch for the morning. – Psalm 130