Arthur Says …

The weather today, in my neck of the woods, was just beautiful. It was in the low 70s, sunny, with only a few of those little “wispy” clouds to just break up the blue sky. In fact, this evening, even now at nearly 10:30, has been just great. Yet the last several hours my old friend Arthur has been informing me that rain is on the way.

I have arthritis in a couple of my joints but the last several months my wrist has bothered me more than it ever has and more than any other place I have it. A few years ago I slipped on the ice on our back deck and fractured my left wrist: that hurt. The pain that it has caused me lately has been, it seems, much worse than the injury though.

Knowing how much the original injury hurt and how much the after effects hurt, I just can’t imagine how much pain our Savior suffered having spikes driven through His wrists and ankles. I’d never have volunteered to break my wrist or ankle; He willing allowed to be nailed to a rough cut timber cross, for you and for me. And that is only a very small part of what He suffered in our stead.

When was the last time you considered, I mean really pondered upon, just those last hours of His life and all He suffered? If you are like me, probably not often enough or long enough. Just think, while we were still enemies to God, Christ Jesus loved us to death, literally. As the old hymn says “O! What a Savior!”.

Thunder and Lightening

As I write this it is storming outside. The night sky is ablaze with streaks of lightening and the whole earth, from my perspective, rumbles from claps of thunder. Large raindrops fall from the sky, water all of the thirsty creation around me. It is actually pretty amazing and awe inspiring to watch, feel, and listen to the storm passing through.

There are those that would claim this amazing spectacle to be just part of nature; some even proclaim it to mother nature or, sillier yet in my opinion, mother earth, just doing her “thing”. These same people would say that the amazingly complex, artistically designed planet we live on, that provides sustenance to all living things is an unexplainable accident. Denying a Creator, they reason that nothing made everything. With all the evidence of creation being perfectly composed by The Creator, I could never have enough faith to believe in such a ridiculous theory.

Romans 1:18-20

18 For the wrath of God is revealed from heaven against all ungodliness and unrighteousness of men, who hold the truth in unrighteousness;

19 Because that which may be known of God is manifest in them; for God hath shewed it unto them.

20 For the invisible things of him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even his eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse:

What Do I See?

Rain water droplets
Image by jcolman via Flickr

It is rainy and overcast today. This kind of weather makes my bones ache and my mobility even more limited than normal. It would be easy to see today as gray, gross and a waste to me. And in the past that has often been exactly my perception of these types of days. Today I see it differently though.

The Creator of all things is giving His creation the water it needs for life and to thrive. The rainfall will bring greener trees and grass, healthier plants, fruits and vegetables, and provide for animals and men water to drink.

The sight of the rain coming down is pure beauty. Watching the flow of water on the street and from the rooftops is beautiful to behold. To say nothing of seeing it fall from the sky itself.

The sound of the rain falling is music to my ears. The tapping sound the drops make as it hits on the roof and pours down the gutter is like a symphony.  The rhythm soothing and calming to my very soul.

What I see today is a loving God making provision for His creation.  I see the ultimate Artist showing His amazing work.  And I hear the Master Composer playing another of His wonderful masterpieces.

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