I think part of keeping vital, even at eighty-one, is having a project which keeps me thinking. I’ve been talking to a book editor friend of mine who tells me a book series means three books. I just finished the second book in my seashell saga “series,” and today will begin the third. I spent a considerable period of time today looking at photos, Bing and Shutterstock, trying to find the cover. That’s always my first step. I looked at literally sixty pages of photos before finding the one I chose, a photo of a seven-legged starfish. During my hour-long search, I was once more struck by the infinite beauty of the world, and the complexity of God’s creation.
I admire people who can make the complex seem simple, and those who explore the complexity of a topic in a simple statement. The other day at our Bible study, we examined the first chapter of Ecclesiastes. The theme could be depressing to some. It explores the fact, that according to the writer, there is nothing new under the sun. That led to a discussion of the internet, modern communication, the space shuttle, etc. You get the idea.
My contention was that all this was mere communication. We still don’t know how a flock of birds swoops in unison, seemingly without communicating, or ants discover how to work together at a task without direction. We have yet to discover when, exactly, the maple tree produces its sap or the groundhog (this may be stretching it) knows winter will last another six weeks. These instincts or communicative abilities are not new. There are numerous mysteries which belong only to our creator, and the sooner we mortals learn that the whole world does not revolve around our petty needs and wants, the better.
Well, we now have much to ponder on this Friday. Let us learn, enjoy, pray, accomplish, and yearn to become better than we ever thought we could be. Then, perhaps, we will discover true grace and peace.
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