12-11-21
Storms coming. Whistling winds awoke me at 5 and have the river swirling as the prelude to the event. The power of natural forces enhances my relationship with God, the awe of His power and need of His protection over all those I love, are juxtaposed against those times I have experienced His silence, seemingly being part of the audience of my life rather than the Conductor. Faith by its name and nature is Faith. However, beauty in its natural exuberance and most, almost entirely hidden from us, always bolsters a faith that storms might seek to blow away. I am privy to an infinitesimal fraction of all the beauty of our earth and cosmos but when by the grace of scientific advancement I am given a view of works of sculpture staggering in their scale, color and power my faith becomes a rampart in the storm. Such is the new image of The Pillars of Creation, done in new infrared light by the Hubble telescope and part of NASA’s Hubble Advent last night. “Creation” being the faith part.
(Next day) God, I plead for Your comfort over all those who now face a dying and damaged Christmas life. Oh God, the tragedy of life on earth—as you so well know!
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