“Youth is wasted on the young” George Bernard ShawEnergy to spend on chasing, running and childishness. To have passions that ignite. Intoxicating dreams that abound of worlds and hopes, futures and possibilities. To be young again! To have time to wonder and aspire, fall and rise without broken bones – or bruised hearts. To be a Jeremiah – set apart, Josiah – doing what is right David – with a youthful love of God or Mary – with a humble heart. The priceless, momentary gift of being young must not be chained or bound in our past mistakes. Free the young to prophesy and envision, thrive and grow so our jaded hearts are gladdened and God rejoices.
Daily Archives: March 16, 2012
A few years ago we lived in the UK for 16 months. What struck us was the distinctiveness of the seasons – the warmth and humidity of the Summer, the cold of the Winter and either the coming to life or the dying of Spring and Autumn.
Below are two videos taken from either end of a local street made up of photos taken approximately once every week (or so) over a year. This was not a technically precise exercise. (Click on the photos to be taken to the videos).
Even in a suburban environment we have glimpses of God. We don’t have to go to the edge of the Grand Canyon or into the starry outback in Australia. The changes of the seasons, the springing into life of the trees, the blossoming of flowers, wherever we are, are all reminders of the divine hand of God.