11.30.2006

Ponderings

The twelfth month soon to come and so much has changed. The earth grasps for air, tries to breathe, tries to return to it's natural way...but it cannot. We have barred it from continuing in the only way it knows and now, it rebels.

It's a very warm, sunny day in late November and I think about my children. Will they ever know the joy of a crisp morning, the tingling burn of frosty limbs...the beauty of an ice-covered tree. Will they play in snow even see their breath take form? Will they experience the innocent, wonderful intimacy of creation...that only brings one closer to God? Please. Please.

Forgive me for going against the natural order of things...forgive us for putting convenience and ease before your commands. Forgive us for trying to be God.

1 comment:

  1. Hey there, you tree-hugger. Just kidding! The weather is so wonky, that's for sure. Once again, you write beautifully...

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