Peeks Through Clouds

An effort to brighten darkness with gentle humor and loving truth... a desire to discern both love and truth more and more clearly when I gaze toward Glory... and a spirit-name, properly descriptive, unrequested but received, my own.

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Thursday, November 19, 2009

Global Warning

    There are few people these days who will dispute the validity of global warming. Oh, you can still start a heated discussion by proclaiming that human activity absolutely is (or is not) to blame, but whether the problem comes from a pickup’s tailpipe, a South Pacific volcano, long-term “natural” swings in world climate or some all-the-above combination, rapid glacial reduction and melting icecaps are hard to deny.
    With minimal effort and an internet connection, you can find all kinds of predictions about how awful it will be for all of us if we don’t get runaway climate change under control ASAP. While acknowledging that the rules are changing even while they play the game, researchers run their computer models and find shrinking ice caps and expanding deserts in our future, along with more extreme weather, stronger storms and rising sea levels.
    These developing conditions may force vast numbers of people to migrate from formerly hospitable areas to seek shelter and sustenance elsewhere. Where these migrants will go and how they might be received could be the topic for a great discussion about Christian responsibility. My guess is that most of us will want the wandering hordes to be well taken care of, just not by us. But that discussion can be held another day.
    Most of what I’ve read about the topic indicates that even if all the human factors that are thought to be contributing to “global warming” could be corrected overnight, it would be decades, if not centuries, before the swing of the climate pendulum would be reversed. And, since the human race is so hesitant to sacrifice comfort and seems to major in dithering and finger-pointing when genuine wisdom is in maximum demand, my suspicion is that we will in fact do very little to correct those contributing factors for many more years to come.
    Does that leave the future looking grim? Sorry if global upheaval doesn’t fit your favorite retirement scenario; maybe we could talk about that some other time as well. In the meantime, surely it’s fair to say that the world certainly appears to be facing an extremely complex set of conditions that seem bound to move society away from “normal” with increasing speed in the years to come. Among those conditions, the rise in sea levels resulting from melting polar and glacial ice is likely, in my opinion, to be the most immediately demanding. And of most interest to the Bible-believing Christian, this sea level rise also seems to be noted in scripture.
    As recorded in Luke 21:25-26, Jesus told his followers that in the days before his return, “there will be strange signs in the sun, moon, and stars. And here on earth the nations will be in turmoil, perplexed by the roaring seas and strange tides. People will be terrified at what they see coming upon the earth, for the powers in the heavens will be shaken.”
    Without taking unnecessary liberties with the original text, that last phrase could be accurately translated, “The controlling characteristics of the atmosphere will be disturbed and altered.” Whether man-caused, naturally cyclical or supernaturally stirred by the finger of God as prelude to the consummation of the ages, the conditions that are bringing us global warming fit that phrase exactly. The controlling characteristics of the atmosphere are being altered, the seas will surely be roaring ever louder as a result, nations are already beginning to show signs of turmoil over the issue, and as the dire predictions begin to come true, people will surely be terrified at what they see coming on the earth.
    The apostle Peter asks a serious question for serious believers in serious times: Considering the reality of coming judgment and the destruction of all creation (see 2 Peter 3), how should we be living? Peter suggests not in fear and trepidation, but with excited anticipation coupled with efforts to hasten the day! The author of Hebrews 10:25 also weighs in on the topic, admonishing us to increase our efforts at constructive, supportive fellowship as we see the day approaching.
    These writers are, of course, only confirming the words of Jesus, quoted in Luke 21:33-36 as telling us, "Heaven and earth will pass away, but My words will not pass away. Be on guard, so that your hearts will not be weighted down with dissipation and drunkenness and the worries of life, and that day will not come on you suddenly like a trap; for it will come upon all those who dwell on the face of all the earth. But keep on the alert at all times, praying that you may have strength to escape all these things that are about to take place, and to stand before the Son of Man."

Sunday, July 05, 2009

marvel

What greater marvel could there be
than to behold one who, when he
had loved, created, freed and filled,
was hated, hounded, treed and killed?
Who, while he was hanging there,
spoke only of compassion, care
and mercy for both me and you
and all who know not what they do?
His life was given, so he said,
to rescue from the living dead
all those with hearts which would believe,
who turned from him who would deceive.

How much he values those he calls!
He left heaven’s sacred halls
to take on flesh with all its woes,
to taste the pain that death bestows,
and that for those who scarcely care
to know the love he came to share!
How dare we treat as common, then,
these others who are also men,
who like us long so helplessly,
desiring only to be free,
when mere acceptance of his grace
can grant us freedom from this place?

O Son of God! To give us all
when we of our own will would fall,
nay, leap! to do all that is wrong
and celebrate it with a song!
But love and mercy still you do
extend to me – I know it’s true!
revealing goodness, beauty, peace,
and faith that helps me find release.
O my sweet foundation stone!
Man of sorrow, blood and bone,
home of all God has to give,
in you, oh marvel, I will live!

Saturday, July 04, 2009

CAUTION: MAN WORKING

Personal project.

Wreckage under construction.

Carpenter needed.

Monday, June 29, 2009

When I Get Old

When I get old
I'm gonna drive real slow
in a big old car
on a bright sunny day.

When I get old
I’ll park a tennis ball on my antenna
just - like - you!

When I get old
I’m gonna drive real slow
stare at the houses
remember who lived there.

When I get old
I’ll put my wheels right on the center line
Just – Like – You!

When I get old
I’m gonna drive real slow
make extra wide turns
ignore all the signs

When I get old
I’ll leave my blinker on for miles and miles
JUST – LIKE – YOU!

When I get old
I’m gonna drive real slow
wear stupid plaid shorts
with tall black socks
get a goofy white belt
and some plastic teeth.

When I get old
I’ll get my doors blown off by some young punk
when I get to a place
where the road is straight
and nobody’s coming
he’ll go ripping by me
and flip me the bird
and shout “You dumb geezer!”
when I get old.

Just – Like – THIS!

Friday, June 26, 2009

Life by the Golden Rule

He enters alone / She enters alone
as always, and
sees her alone / sees him alone
as always, and
sits beside her. He / sits by herself. She
longs to engage her / hates to disturb him
longs to be engaged / hates to be disturbed
by anyone, really, but especially
by her. / by him.

Tuesday, June 02, 2009

Where the big tree used to be


The wrens are back,
singing over the little cedar house
that dangles from the swing set,
singing, where the big tree used to be.

The wrens are back,
singing over the gravel
where the car was driven into the ground,
driven down until glass shattered,
metal crumpled and springs collapsed
under the weight of leaves and wood,
singing, where the big tree used to be.

The wrens are back,
singing over the sunny yard
where broken limbs and massive trunk
buried the space they had shaded
before the twister laid the giant low,
singing, where the big tree used to be.

The wrens are back,
singing over faded shadows of sweaty men
and the tracks of powerful machines,
singing in air filled then with howling wind
and deadly flailing branches,
then growling chain saws,
then silence.

The wrens are back,
singing over and over,
where the big tree used to be.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Thinking man’s woe (Luke 6:26)

It’s no peculiar sin of mine,
and no remarkable vice,
to care to be thought of as loving and kind,
or even attractive or nice.
But vanity hides a poor spirit, I’m sure,
and no one would dare disagree.
So curse the desire that in spite of hell’s fire
would have you to think well of me!

Lord, let me avoid seeking credit,
and "staying on top of my game,"
and strive to known as a Christian.
(Not poetic or deep, to my shame!)
Pride comes before the destruction of man,
and haughtiness precedes his fall,
so may it be said long before I am dead,
I don’t care to be thought of at all!