2014-062 ReturnThe way I work these prompt-a-day musings is to look at the prompt early in the day so it can wriggle around in my head for a few hours before I try to write something in the late afternoon or evening. As I write I think of an image to go with the words. Sometimes the image comes first."Sojourn", yesterday's prompt, is such a common biblical theme that I knew right away where I wanted to start writing. And I had just scanned in a roll of negatives from the Yashica-D. There was one badly overexposed image that had a surreal "just passing through" feel to it I thought would fit well. I worked it up and posted it on deviantArt so I could use here.As I thought about today's prompt, "Return", the idea that kept wriggling around my head was "coming home". I looked through my gallery for an image that would convey the idea of not simply house, but home. I picked this one from a year and a half ago.God grant you blessings on your way and a home to return to.Forty Yea
2014-061 SojournThis world is not my home I'm just passing throughmy treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the bluethe angels beckon me from Heaven's open doorand I can't feel at home in this world anymore.So wrote gospel songwriter Albert E. Brumley.The older I get the more I feel the truth in those words. We are sojourners in this life, temporary residents who soon will be gone.The older I get the more those words don't sit right. They are close to the truth and drastically wrong. We are sojourners, yes. Like Abraham we walk the length and breadth of a land of promise not yet ours. We feel like strangers not because we don't belong here but because the power, prestige and wealth this world craves are, in the Apostle Paul's eloquent words, a crock of dung. They are, it must be said, most inviting dung, except that the more we have of them the more they smell like death.We were created for this world, we are part of it; we feel it in our bones. The first two chapters of Genesis tell the
2014-060 VerdantWe should see green this month. But not today.March is about promises, the promise of Spring, the promise of green grass and bright flowers and birds and squirrels and mosquitoes. The seasons roll through one after another. You can count on it.As long as the earth endures,seedtime and harvest,cold and heat,summer and winter,day and nightwill never cease.So said God to Noah when Noah came out of the great barge after the flood and offered up sacrifices to the Lord his God.It's a promise; you can count on Spring because you can count on me.Next Wednesday is Ash Wednesday, the beginning of Lent. On Ash Wednesday Christians have for centuries received the sign of ashes on their forehead as a symbol of repentance and contrition as we enter this season of somber reflection. Lent is the flip side of Advent. It looks forward to the death and resurrection of Jesus just as Advent looks forward to his birth. It is about the blood on the Christmas tree. It is about promises kept a
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