Saturday, February 2, 2013

Feeling ...

Life is transitory.  This was a farm horse, needed and valued, used to open the fields for planting and used to haul in the harvest.  When he died of old age and weariness, the farmer didn't have the resources to do anything with the old guy, so he lay in the field in western Virginia and the beasts and birds gradually picked his bones clean.  Sad?  Maybe.  But also quite ordinary, normal.  Natural.  We fear death and dying as a society, and so we glamorize it, make it almost unrecognizable.  We hide the emotions, make the gore something to win film awards for, and ignore the important aspects.  Where is the soul in those film and tv deaths?  What do we say about the people?  Do we even think any more of what happens afterward, or have we put all that "childishness" behind us?  Have we become just the mud from which we were made?  We were made to rise far far above that... have we stopped trying?  That is what causes the problems of society, that cessation of trying to rise above the nature of mud.  Not guns, not race, not poverty, not ill health.  Giving up on being better.


I look at the stars at night, and while I see the far off bits of gas that burn and roil, I also see the lights that God put in the sky for us, to give us comfort and guide us.  I see the glow of the unimaginable love of a Father for His children, wayward though we are.  And I know that, insignificant as I am, I am loved. 

4 comments:

Yarrow said...

Oh, very deep and touching. I'll be thinking about your words today. Take care, Kim.x

Kim said...

Thank you... some days are very contemplative. Sometimes it is hard to have hope for my country, or the world, others it is easier. I hope your friend Gretel can heal and find help in the blogoshpere. That really is why we blog.

Anonymous said...

The very people, businesses and organizations who lionize wallowing at the mud level (not for themselves, of course) are the same who work to prevent freedom of religion and other freedoms in America. It's easy to wallow in the mud with the other dirtbags, it takes effort and sacrifice to rise above it. When you succeed it's worth it for yourself, others and society. But not to those are doing their best to destroy all that is good in the world. You become their target and are scorned, derided and ridiculed. No matter, we can handle it because of our Faith. "...there's some good in the world, Mr. Frodo, and it's worth fighting for." -- Samwise Gamgee

Kim said...

true... some days it is easier than others...