Viewing entries posted in August 2016
Recently I spoke in my home church. We don’t meet in a traditional building, so when I arrived early I was greeted by a team hauling out chairs. After the second service another team started to stack those same chairs onto a trailer.
I was privileged to serve that day — as I spoke to a crowd sitting in chairs placed by unseen hands.
Ken Miller says that when he was a boy, he was intrigued by a cucumber that his uncle kept preserved in a bottle on a shelf.
The intriguing thing about this cucumber was that it was way too large to go through the very narrow neck of the bottle. It was a mystery. But his mother finally explained that when the cucumber was very tiny, it had been passed through the narrow neck and allowed to grow while still attached to the vine.
I realized something the other day. My wife likes to follow certain photographers on Instagram, and occasionally, after the kids go to bed, she will show a photo to me and say, "Look at this one... I really like this one." The photo could be an image of a waterfall, an incredible sunset, or billowing clouds. She loves clouds.
I finally began to realize that it was after the most difficult days that she looked the longest at those beautiful images. Her soul was searching for beauty. We all search for beauty and have been since Eden. If we are honest, we might say our souls crave it.