A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined
"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." Bobby - age 7
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Primordial soup
I remember hearing someone say the likelihood of sentient life being formed from the primordial soup is about as likely as throwing in a bunch of electronic parts and wires and silicon chips together and shaking them for eons and expecting a sophisticated computer will emerge. And we are so much more complex than a computer!
Not that God didn't create evolution to make all this process an ongoing thing. . .but there had to be a beginning somewhere back when, some plan, some Creator.
Not that God didn't create evolution to make all this process an ongoing thing. . .but there had to be a beginning somewhere back when, some plan, some Creator.
Monday, December 6, 2010
Babies
Carl Sandberg once said “Babies are God’s opinion that life should go on.”
There is a woman in our congregation who has probably witnessed hundreds, if not thousands of babies born over the course of her career. Recently, when we were talking about where do you see God, she said this. When you are present at a birth, when you are there, and you have the chance to watch a new life come into the world, to see this beautiful perfect tiny human being, how can you not believe in God? How can you not believe in a Creator who fashioned the incredible intricacy of the human body?
There is a woman in our congregation who has probably witnessed hundreds, if not thousands of babies born over the course of her career. Recently, when we were talking about where do you see God, she said this. When you are present at a birth, when you are there, and you have the chance to watch a new life come into the world, to see this beautiful perfect tiny human being, how can you not believe in God? How can you not believe in a Creator who fashioned the incredible intricacy of the human body?
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Wonder!
When we were in Brazil last month we took a tourist train from Curitiba to the southeastern coast. It was supposed to be a 2 and 1/2 hour train ride. It ended up taking four hours, because there is only one set of tracks making their way through the Brazilian rain forest, snaking around spectacular mountains. At least ten times we had to pull of to a parallel track to allow a freight train through.
The first half of the journey was unremarkable. The second half was unforgettable. The lush, green, impenetrable rain forest almost within reach of the passenger cars' open windows. The myriad waterfalls tucked away, hidden at the last minute until you were nearly on top of them. The incredible sparkling jade canyons and soaring mountains.
We were the only Americans in our passenger car. Almost everyone else seemed to be native Brazilians: families, retired folks, and a lot of young adults. Everyone on the train acted like a child! The sense of wonder and excitement about the journey was infectious! People stuck their heads out of the windows and had friends take photos. Much cheering and gasping was heard as we came upon new vistas. People laughed, moving freely from one side of the train to the other to get the best photo.
I have never had an experience like this with a group of Americans. Never. The Brazilians' wonder and joy was even more spectacular than the scenary. I carry it with me, even now, over a month later.
The first half of the journey was unremarkable. The second half was unforgettable. The lush, green, impenetrable rain forest almost within reach of the passenger cars' open windows. The myriad waterfalls tucked away, hidden at the last minute until you were nearly on top of them. The incredible sparkling jade canyons and soaring mountains.
We were the only Americans in our passenger car. Almost everyone else seemed to be native Brazilians: families, retired folks, and a lot of young adults. Everyone on the train acted like a child! The sense of wonder and excitement about the journey was infectious! People stuck their heads out of the windows and had friends take photos. Much cheering and gasping was heard as we came upon new vistas. People laughed, moving freely from one side of the train to the other to get the best photo.
I have never had an experience like this with a group of Americans. Never. The Brazilians' wonder and joy was even more spectacular than the scenary. I carry it with me, even now, over a month later.
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