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From The Desk of the Pastor; Reflection for September 2015 edition of the Trumpet.
29 August 2015Posted by on
I love all four seasons of the year, but especially I love autumn. In my country of origin, autumn meant harvest with an abundance of sweet grapes, apples, figs, pomegranates, pears, watermelons and persimmons. In Northeastern Pennsylvania where I spent the first few years of my life after immigrating to the USA, autumn comes with brilliant colors of changing leaves, low humidity and cooler temperatures.
Northeast Pennsylvania is covered with woods. Although the woods are green from early spring until mid-autumn, they turn radiant with a joyful cacophony of colors before losing their leaves for the winter. For fifty weeks out of the year the woods look quite ordinary, but for a couple of weeks every autumn the landscape looks magnificent; it is a beauty to behold and it is a photographer’s paradise. Most people, however, look at all this beauty without giving it a second glimpse. Even the tourists that come by the busload to “see the changing leaves” somehow end up spending most of their time in one of many outlet shopping malls.
Thinking of that makes me wonder, what is an acceptable ratio of the ordinary to the extraordinary in our lives? What is the “amount” of beauty that we are able to experience without losing our appreciation of it? Do we lose our ability to see our creative God in the rut and routine that we have established in our lives? I do not know how to answer these questions. What I do know is that we habitually label things as “ordinary” and stop noticing their beauty. In doing so, we miss out on the glimpses of God’s creative presence all around us.
Take the changing leaves of Northeastern Pennsylvania. Most of us limit our appreciation of their beauty to the brief time when the leaves are changing colors in the fall. Why can’t we appreciate branches that are filled with tiny buds or with lush green leaves, or even when the lack of leaves reveals the intricate and sturdy structure of its bare branches?
As we prepare for the coming of autumn, I want to leave you with a couple of thoughts to ponder:
Where do you see the creative presence of God in your life?
Where do you see the creative presence of God in the world around you?
Where do you see the creative presence of God in the life of our church family?