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  • Dancing with Joy

    Two trees dancing with joy

    Yesterday we went to a friend’s home for our weekly community group meeting. The first thing I saw when I exited the car was these two trees dancing with joy.

    Technically, I was experiencing Visual pareidolia. It’s a psychological phenomenon where your brain recognizes familiar patterns—especially faces—in random or vague stimuli. Humans are particularly wired to spot faces, so we tend to “find” them in things like clouds, tree bark, rocks, or even shadows.

    It happens to me a lot. It’s just the way I am wired. Yet, you don’t need a lot of imagination to look at the picture and see two trees dancing with joy.

    That image got me thinking about the state of the created world, both now and in the future. Right now, it is suffering and groaning.

    For we know that the whole creation has been groaning together in the pains of childbirth until now. And not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies.  Romans 8:22-23

    That will change. The Lord will set everything right.

    “For you shall go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and the hills before you shall break forth into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands. Instead of the thorn shall come up the cypress; instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle; and it shall make a name for the Lord, an everlasting sign that shall not be cut off.”

    Isaiah 55:12-13

    That day is coming, for the Lord has promised it. Christians are the only people who have a true reason for hope. We ought to be giving thanks, singing, dancing, and praising God more.

    He gives us fresh mercies every morning, and He will deliver on his promises.

    I long for the days when the mountains break forth, and the trees clap their hands and dance. How about you?

    In the interim, remember his blessing and promises and rejoice.

    Be blessed

    Kevin

  • We Are All Displaced – Find a Home With Jesus

     agroup of displaced/ refugee children from World War 2

    I’ve mentioned before that the farm just up the hill from us is being developed into a subdivision. That has displaced many small animals and birds.

    That includes brown rats. There is a misconception that brown rats carry bubonic plague, but the biggest carrier of the plague during the Dark Ages was humans, followed by black rats. 

    Still, even brown rats can be pests.  Cute in their own way, and smart, but pests, nonetheless. I don’t mind them out in the wooded areas, but once they start visiting the yard, the rules change, and they have to go.

    I don’t blame the rats for moving down the hill. After all, their home has been turned into a construction zone. I can empathize.

    All believers are displaced people. We have been transferred out of the kingdom of this world into the Kingdom of God.  As the old song (whose authorship is disputed) “This world is not my home, I’m just a-passing through, My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue; The angels beckon me from heaven’s open door, And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.”

    We are pilgrims, strangers in a hostile foreign land. That concept is threaded through Scripture but is particularly highlighted twice in Hebrews. “These all died in faith, not having received the things promised, but having seen them and greeted them from afar, and having acknowledged that they were strangers and exiles on the earth.” Hebrews 11:13 ESV

    “For here we have no lasting city, but we seek the city that is to come.” Hebrews 13:14 ESV

    Displaced pilgrims waiting to go home. Citizens of another land, refugees. Yet, we are far from homeless. The Kingdom of God is manifested in this life; we just won’t experience it in full until we get to glory.

    When times get hard, when discouragement comes, don’t despair. We’re not home yet.

    Hang fast, my dear friends, home is just around the corner.

    Be blessed

    Kevin

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