Footprints

Giant reptiles left their mark on the earth millennia ago. Unusual conditions hardened their footprints so that we could gape at them in the natural history museum, marvelling at their size, wondering where they were going at that point – chasing a prey or fleeing a predator?

We hear a lot about our carbon footprints these days. Not a good mark to leave behind. A better souvenir is to leave footprints of love on the hearts of our friends, our family, and even the strangers we meet today. Those footprints are as timeless as those of the dinosaurs. 

May the source of all love, our Lord Jesus Christ, fill you and me with his love today so that we can walk in love, leaving footprints of grace on the hearts of those we know and meet.

Unfurling

The ferns are unfurling their primeval leaves in a very weird way at the moment. They remind me of very long snails with very tiny shells, growing tinier by the minute. Soon they will fully unfurl and become the familiar fans which grace so many flower arrangements. But at the moment, weird.

They must come from the time before man, when dinosaurs still roamed the earth, if Jurassic Park is to be believed anyway. They still retain that simplicity reminiscent of something at its earliest stage of development.

Did God need a bit of practice before he went for the orchids and roses, then? Before he drew a deep breath and created Adam and Eve? Hah. As if.

God’s ways are not our ways. His thoughts are higher and beyond anything we can ask or imagine. His abilities are unlimited; his power is awesome. 

Everything about this world is part of his plan. He is the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. 

So as the world unfurls around us, he knows that it is turning into something more beautiful than we can imagine. He knows the end from the beginning. He knows that one day this world and everything in it will be recreated and it will be perfect, just perfect.

Like he is.