One more thing that I can say I’ve learned from my illness this year: a deeper appreciation of the beauty of God’s creation. As badly as humanity has trampled the world, and carelessly exploited its bounty, I am moved almost daily by some sound or sight or smell that’s transcendent. I was visiting a friend’s plant nursery in Florence, OR, yesterday, and noticed this lone rose encrusted in frost. The rest of the shrub was devoid of leaves. Stunning.
Monday, November 24, 2008
A rose is a rose is a rose
One more thing that I can say I’ve learned from my illness this year: a deeper appreciation of the beauty of God’s creation. As badly as humanity has trampled the world, and carelessly exploited its bounty, I am moved almost daily by some sound or sight or smell that’s transcendent. I was visiting a friend’s plant nursery in Florence, OR, yesterday, and noticed this lone rose encrusted in frost. The rest of the shrub was devoid of leaves. Stunning.
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Beautiful Peter! I just read, "Hearing God" by Dallas Willard and he refers to God's creation as an expression of His word (He breathed life into all things.)
I finished "Hearing God" a month ago. Interesting read. Willard validates my experience, in that God speaks to us many ways--including through his creation, although foremost through his Word.
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