Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Learning to See



These last few weeks of school have been taxing- I am physically, mentally, and emotionally drained in ways that I did not previously consider possible. While I have learned more academically than ever before I have also learned a great deal about myself and about the things that go on which are beyond my comprehension. Take, for example, miracles.
One of the lessons that I am learning is that miraculous events occur far more often than they are acknowledged. By this I mean that miracles happen all the time but we as humans are not entirely accustomed to spotting them. I am under the impression that noticing miracles is not a perception that humans are born with but a skill that must be practiced and honed.
Try it- miracles are happening all around you this very instant. And now. And still. Looking out my window I can see a decent sized oak tree adorned with several hundred leaves. Each leaf is swaying to and fro in a way that causes a whispering sort of noise that cannot be replicated and we call it ‘wind’. That is a miracle. Next time you pass by a sink think about it a bit more than you typically would: the flick of a wrist provides a cascade of hydrogen and oxygen that most of Earth’s inhabitants struggle and die to procure. That is a miracle.
The ability to ‘see’ miracles in my daily life does more than amaze me, it draws me near to my Creator. By teaching myself to consider the incredulousness of simple concepts I am constantly reminded of the care with which He designed each and every facet of life on Earth, of humanity, and of MY life, and this consistent reminder keeps me focused on God regardless of my current behaviors or circumstances.
When it comes down to it I can always fall back on the logic that if God put as much effort into the intricacies of the photosynthetic process by which plants can miraculously change from a seed to a tree, if He cared so much as to paint the skies each night with a complex array of gaseous masses simply for their aesthetic value, then He certainly must care somewhat about me. And I find peace in that.

1 comment:

  1. I have thought this same thing. When Jesus said that we mush have the heart of a child to enter heaven, I think of how kids are amazed the world around them. As we grow older we tend to become numb, but we must consciously fight this. We must have the tender heart of a child and see the amazing world around us. See the miracle, the gift God gave to us as stewards of this planet.

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