Monday, April 20, 2009

How do they Know?

Ahh... Beautiful Springtime.
As I am getting down and dirty in the soil I ponder on the wonders of nature...

How does the grape hyacinth choose its shade of blue?
How does the snowdrop know when to bloom?
How does the mole design his underground subway?
How does the frog know it's time to start croaking?
How does the hummingbird find my feeder?
How does the crow know that he can crack walnuts by dropping them on the pavement?
How does the tulip bulb know how to multiply?
How does the big dipper stay in place?
How can an earthworm still live if I chop him in half with my spade?
How does the salmon know where to spawn?
How does the rooster learn to crow?
How does the bear know when it's time to wake up?
How can a snail carry his shell-house upside down?
How does the clematis vine know how to climb and cling?
How does the liatrus flower bloom from the top down?
How can potato eyes grow new plants?
How does the robin sing the same song every spring?
How does the oak know when to change from green to red & orange?

Genesis 1:31
God looked at all that He had made, and it was very good.

Monday, April 6, 2009

The fight is not over

This story is true but the names have been changed.

My friend Cindy, travelled 500 miles to attend Rob's funeral.
Years ago, on a wintery night, her son brought Rob home because he had just been kicked out of his house. His single Mom, Debbie, could not cope anymore with his insolent violent behavior, his bad habits and disrespectful friends.
He stayed with Cindy's family for a little while, but soon went his own way. However, Cindy and others reached out to help and encourage his mother with Christ's love and soon she accepted Jesus into her life and continued to follow him in simple faith.
As the years went by Rob got caught up in criminal activities and was tragically killed a little while ago during a drug-related altercation.
It was a very difficult memorial service. Debbie's pastor spoke words of comfort, hope and the need of forgiveness. When the congregation left the chapel, another group of Rob's friends marched in for a second memorial for Rob. They were clad in black steel studded leather. Clenched fists sporting knucklebuster rings portrayed the anger they were feeling. The father of Rob's girlfriend strode up to the pastor and said, " I'm an atheist and I don't believe in this God stuff. You can bet on it, Somebody's gonna pay!" Revenge!

My friend said, it was like two worlds colliding... the forces of evil versus good, darkness against light, hate against love. The presence of darkness was oppressive, almost touchable.

Satan is fighting hard for turf and dragging many with him because he knows his time is running out.

Ephesians 6: 12 -13
For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Therefore, put on the whole armor of God...