The Creator Doodles

Morning_explosion_lrThe other morning I was on my way to grab a cup of coffee at Starbucks. It was early and the sun had not yet risen. I turned to my right, looked out the car window, and witnessed one of the most spectacular celestial scenes I’ve ever witnessed.

The rising sun had created a brilliant, fiery pink shaft of light shooting straight up into the air. I don’t know if it was clouds below the horizon that directed the sun’s rays like a giant searchlight, but it took my breath away. I had my camera in the back seat of the car and quickly pulled it out to take this picture.

A minute later, it was gone.

Every once in a while God reminds me that He is Creator and, like all true artists, His creative work is never finished.

The sky is God’s canvas, and each day we get to watch Him doodle.

The Creator Doodles

Morning_explosion_lrThe other morning I was on my way to grab a cup of coffee at Starbucks. It was early and the sun had not yet risen. I turned to my right, looked out the car window, and witnessed one of the most spectacular celestial scenes I’ve ever witnessed.

The rising sun had created a brilliant, fiery pink shaft of light shooting straight up into the air. I don’t know if it was clouds below the horizon that directed the sun’s rays like a giant searchlight, but it took my breath away. I had my camera in the back seat of the car and quickly pulled it out to take this picture.

A minute later, it was gone.

Every once in a while God reminds me that He is Creator and, like all true artists, His creative work is never finished.

The sky is God’s canvas, and each day we get to watch Him doodle.

Chapter-a-Day Psalm 31

Second_handHour by hour I place my days in your hand, safe from the hands out to get me. Psalm 31:15 (TM)

Faith is not a permanent state of being; It is a moment-by-moment choice.

(note: We are breaking up Psalms into five sections of 30 chapters each. Today begins our journey through chapters 31-60.)
Creative Commons photo courtesy of Flickr and PPDigital.

Chapter-a-Day Psalm 31

Second_handHour by hour I place my days in your hand, safe from the hands out to get me. Psalm 31:15 (TM)

Faith is not a permanent state of being; It is a moment-by-moment choice.

(note: We are breaking up Psalms into five sections of 30 chapters each. Today begins our journey through chapters 31-60.)
Creative Commons photo courtesy of Flickr and PPDigital.

A Century is Long Enough

WrigleyTomorrow is the first Spring Training game for the Chicago Cubs and you can bet it will be a heckuva lot warmer down in Mesa, Arizona than at Wrigley Field. Nevertheless, it’s a wonderful sign of the coming of spring and the boys of summer. After the winter we’ve had, I’m more excited than ever for the promise of warm summer evenings at the ballpark.

The last time the Chicago Cubs won the World Series was in 1908. It will be 100 years this year. Baseball’s "lovable losers" have been frozen out of a championship long enough.

Maybe this year!

Creative Commons photo courtesy of Flickr and brighter than sunshine.

Chapter-a-Day Song of Solomon 8

Dear brothers, I’m a walled-in virgin still, but my breasts are full — And when my lover sees me, he knows he’ll soon be satisfied. Song of Solomon 8:10 (TM)

One of the reasons people avoid the Old Testament is that it confuses them. The Old Testament often confuses people, because it is often hard to place things written 30 centuries ago into a context we get today. In an age of population control, abortion on demand and "the pill", it’s sometimes hard to imagine a time when, for a woman, being fertile was the single most important thing to your family, your friends and to society as a whole.

For a woman in Solomon’s day, you were expected to produce children – especially sons – who could inherit the family estate, work the land, and provide for the family. If you weren’t fertile or perceived as an unlikely candidate for fertility – your chances of getting married were reduced and the family had the added pressure of providing for an old maid. Even in today’s society, women who don’t get married feel the skepticism of their families and the culture as a whole. In Solomon’s day it was infinitely worse.

This is why the woman’s brothers, in Chapter 8, are concerned with the size of their sister’s bosom. The family’s job – especially the male members of the family – was to broker the deal to get little sister married off and take another mouth-to-feed off the family’s hands. A young girl would have been watched closely to make sure she had the physical signs of a fertile woman – baby makin’ hips and adequate breasts.

The woman in the Song of Solomon is celebrating her womanhood and declaring that she is fertile, that is is ready to marry and bear children for her husband-to-be.

Enough Already!!

Front_porch_winter I drove to Minneapolis yesterday morning through an ice storm (yes, mom, I made it safe). This was a trip scheduled earlier and rescheduled because of a winter storm. I think we’ve already doubled the normal amount of snow fall. There’s a mountain of ice at the bottom of my driveway that’s too thick to chop through. I have so much snow and ice on our back porch that any thing melting just backs up against the house and creates a skating rink at our back door. Arrrrrrrrrrrggghhhh!

GOD?! Could you turn off the ice maker and SHUT the freezer door, please!?