It’s odd to me sometimes the ways God speaks to me. A snippet of conversation or something here and a bit there, seems to go together to form an answer to something I have been wondering about.
I got a letter from an old friend I haven’t heard from for a long time. I used to send her my Christmas Newsletter and she would send me her “newsletters” which seemed to come out when ever she took a notion. It seems about 2 years since I had heard from her.
In the letter I just received, my friend wrote that she has become a student of Quantum Physics and that QP is opening her eyes to the greatness of God, as Creator. And it has given her a deeper understanding of herself as His creation, as well as a great appreciation of the reality of things which we cannot see.
I was reminded of something written in the book I have been working on reading for the last two months, Les Miserables. Thanks to the computer I was able to find the quote I was thinking of almost instantly. That was a wonder in itself! Computers are good that way.
"Where the telescope ends, the microscope begins. Which of the two has the grander
view? Choose. ..."
Then I picked up a book by Ravi Zacharias, called “Recapture the Wonder”. Actually, I was looking for some books to weed out of my collection and it caught my eye. I have started it before but never gotten very far into reading it. This time I picked it up and started reading it a little, just to see what I might be missing if I got rid of it. And it seemed to be appropriate to my current state of mind.
I would like to just copy the whole first chapter I just read, but it’s copyrighted so I can’t. Is a bad paraphrase better? Well, anyway that’s what follows here.
He talks of looking at a homeless man digging for food in a trash can. We probably would conclude that here is a man who has not lived up to his potential. This indicates that we have within us a sense of fulfilling some measure of achievement, some sense of potential. We wonder what a child will grow up to be – you could say there is a dream of potential. He says that it is not good reasoning to conclude that disappointment of the dream means that God has created that man's life or all or any of life to be purposeless. And he shifts to talking of people having a deeper hunger within themselves. They may achieve what looks like success and still suffer this hunger. I will quote briefly here: “What is that we want the dream to deliver? I would like to call it wonder… enchantment with reality.”
All this goes together. It is good to be reminded that the same God who created the universe in such amazing splendor, that same God created me.
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Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
first post
I like the idea of doing a blog. I so often seem to have something I wish I could communicate to someone. I have only in the past year been into reading blogs. Certain people have a writing style I just really enjoy.
I just jump into things sometimes. So with this. It does have some feeling for me of jumping out of an airplane. If I were to think too much about it maybe I wouldn't do it. So just go for it.
I titled this breathing because I am thankful for the fact that I am alive. No matter what is going on in my life and how hard it seems to be sometimes, I can be thankful for the gift of my life. I think even being able to say that is a gift from God.
Why is my life, "a cluttered life"? Does that sound poetic? "A cluttered life," it sounds rather poetic to me. I am thinking of it in both a literal or outward sense and inward. If you were to come to my house you would see immediately the outward manifestations of stuff before you even enter the door. When I learn how to do the picture thing, maybe I'll post some pictures.
In recent months I have watched hours of HGTV, the shows about organizing and the ones about decorating. I am definitely at the need to organize point. After all that watching I know all about what people recommend for getting organized. I could tell other people how to do it. First you have to examine everything and ask yourself what are you keeping it for. And then get rid of stuff that you don't need. Then you start to put order into what you want to keep. Sounds good, eh? Time to quit watching about it and get to it.
So there is that. And then there is the internal clutter. I am not sure what I mean by that, but I suppose it might be about needing to be more intentional about the choices I make.
I just jump into things sometimes. So with this. It does have some feeling for me of jumping out of an airplane. If I were to think too much about it maybe I wouldn't do it. So just go for it.
I titled this breathing because I am thankful for the fact that I am alive. No matter what is going on in my life and how hard it seems to be sometimes, I can be thankful for the gift of my life. I think even being able to say that is a gift from God.
Why is my life, "a cluttered life"? Does that sound poetic? "A cluttered life," it sounds rather poetic to me. I am thinking of it in both a literal or outward sense and inward. If you were to come to my house you would see immediately the outward manifestations of stuff before you even enter the door. When I learn how to do the picture thing, maybe I'll post some pictures.
In recent months I have watched hours of HGTV, the shows about organizing and the ones about decorating. I am definitely at the need to organize point. After all that watching I know all about what people recommend for getting organized. I could tell other people how to do it. First you have to examine everything and ask yourself what are you keeping it for. And then get rid of stuff that you don't need. Then you start to put order into what you want to keep. Sounds good, eh? Time to quit watching about it and get to it.
So there is that. And then there is the internal clutter. I am not sure what I mean by that, but I suppose it might be about needing to be more intentional about the choices I make.
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