Thursday, October 23, 2008

Fall

The temperature has dropped, the wind has picked up, and the dark morning clouds have rolled in. Fall is here. Fall always seems to bring in new sunrises. Bright pink, soft red, vibrant orange and soft yellow, all hidden behind varying shapes and shades of dark foreboding clouds that seem to hover on the horizon in an attempt to hold back the new day. Yet never daunted by the clouds, the sun rises. It marches forward, pressing against the clouds. Bright pinks begin to line the outer lining of the dark clouds, as if caressing and teasing the clouds; encouraging them to roll on by so that the full radiance of the sun may be seen and felt against the cold damp morning. The dominating orange and soft yellow begin to press forward, marching onward, undaunted by the looming clouds and bursting forth as one of royalty. It reaches past the clouds, gracefully gliding to the highest point above, and dancing between the wisps of the small thin white clouds. Yet, it never rests. It will continue its march of royalty as it continues onward until it reaches the next horizon where it will seem to rest once more. While out of sight, it never sleeps or slumbers. While out of sight, it never fails or falters. While out of sight, its beauty and radiance never fades. While out of sight, it continues the never ending journey.

Wherefore, as by one man sin entered into the world, and death by sin; and so death passed upon all men, for that all have sinned; (Rom 5:12) For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us. For the earnest expectation of the creature waiteth for the manifestation of the sons of God. Because the creature itself also shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God. For we know that the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now. And not only they, but ourselves also, which have the firstfruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body. (Rom 8:18-19,21-23)

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