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“Depends on Where You Look”

Is the world (or at least the human part of the world) a mess? Or is the world achingly beautiful?

Depends on where you look.

For example, this morning I was outside, and I nearly witnessed a wreck. The highway department is working on a small section of road near our house. In order to avoid a longer detour, people are cutting through the housing development across the road from us. This is despite the signs that read “NO THRU TRAFFIC”! The sign is positioned so that it blocks the right lane at the entry of the subdivision. Of course, many people are paying absolutely no attention to the sign, and there is a lot of traffic through this residential area.

So, there was a truck pulling a trailer waiting to pull out of the subdivision onto the main highway, and there was a car trying to turn left into the subdivision. But the sign was in the way, so the car turning left got hung up with his/her car right in the path of oncoming traffic on the main road. A car came barreling down the highway from the other direction. Fortunately, he/she was able to stop before hitting the car. But it was close.

Why all this unnecessary drama? Hurry, I suppose, and an unwillingness to obey the law because people were in a hurry. I am reminded of what someone said many years ago when things weren’t quite as hurried as they are now. “Hurry is not of the devil. Hurry is the devil.” Hurry is ugly, and it breeds more ugliness.

But the reason I was outside to see this little scenario unfolding was because of beauty. The sun was just coming up and kissing the tops of the trees, when a very brief shower arrived from the west. I hustled downstairs and out the kitchen door to see if there was a rainbow. There wasn’t, or at least, I didn’t see one. But the sunrise was beautiful, and the fragrance in the air after the shower reminded me of the Garden of Eden, even though I’ve never there. A few leaves were falling from a nearby tree, and my wife’s flowers were as stunningly beautiful as the one who planted them.

We need to look at the ugliness of life and consider whether we might be contributing to it. Yes, we do! And slowing down enough to obey the warning signs might be advisable as well. There are a lot of small children in that subdivision across the road. Being in a hurry and not heeding the signs could lead to something much more horrendous than a car accident.

But we need to look at the beauty of life as well. Indeed, we need to look, not only at the beauty, but for the beauty.

Everything depends on where you look.

“UNMISTAKABLE DAWN: GRADUALLY, IT DAWNS ON YOU . . .”

“The path of the righteous is like the morning sun, shining ever brighter till the full light of day.” (Proverbs 4:18.New International Version.)

“By surrendering our lives to God as we understand Him, we are changed.  The nature of this change is evident in recovered alcoholics.  This personality change is not necessarily in the nature of a sudden and spectacular upheaval.  We do not need to acquire an immediate and overwhelming God consciousness, followed at once by a vast change in feeling and outlook.  In most cases, the change is gradual.  Do I see a gradual and continuing change in myself?” (From the book, Twenty-Four Hours a Day.)

The dawn never really comes suddenly, although at times we notice it suddenly.  At first, it may seem a little less dark than before.  Eventually, it seems that there is a little more light, though you may still think that you are engaging in wishful thinking.  But eventually, the dawn has arrived unmistakably.

There is a song that says, “I know this light won’t last forever.”  But there certainly are seemingly forever-nights.  However, it is not so.  If we stick around, the dawn will come.

Perhaps this entire mortal life we are living is one long night.  It probably seems so for all of us at times.  And for some people, night is all they know all of their lives.

However, the Bible talks about Heaven as a place of light.  Occasionally, I think I see a glimmer of it on the horizon, but night has a way of reasserting itself.  And on dreary cloudy days, it is difficult to believe that there is a sun.

As I write this, the sun appears to be attempting to make an appearance.  I suspect that it will only be a cameo appearance, if it shows up at all.  However, I believe that this entire life is a rehearsal for the real performance.  We can all be stars in that performance, if we choose to be.

And the lighting will be perfect!

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