I’ll bet you’ve heard someone say “youth is wasted on the young.” If you’re over 40 you’ve probably said it yourself. I know I wasted lots of opportunities when I was young to experience simple pleasures which today seem somehow powerful to me.
I live in a place where we could speak of our hills as rolling. We’re sort of at the base of a mountain and under the layers of dirt there are still lots of rock formations that shape our land. In recent years those who farm the land here have added soy beans to the crops in their rotations and when they cut the beans down in the fall they cut them close to the ground. That gives you a really good view of how the ground in a field rolls and curves, each field looking unique when compared to others.
For some reason I’ve been fascinated by the shapes in the fields this fall. I know I never would have seen such a thing when I was 16 or 26 or even 36 probably. I would have been too busy with whatever I thought was important back then. But now I’m taking the time to look and to feel a kind of awe at the remarkable variations in the fields.
Too many people are like me–not taking time to see what is around them, not let’s the majesty of existence intrude into their lives. And I think one of the results of that failure to take a moment is that we don’t spend enough time contemplating God–the one who created everything from the dog-doo on your shoes to the supernovas 50 million light years away. We’re just all tied up with things that seem to be important this moment and we don’t make the effort to search the Scriptures in a way that will open our eyes to Reality. God is reality. The things we let ourselves get all worked up about–they’re just blips in the road. But Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today and forever.
Take some time this week–look at the rolling hills and experience God. You’ll be glad you did.