It gives life, yet it can also be one of the most destructive elements on Earth. A metaphor for everything in this world. Respect the planet and it will be your friend. Talk to Mother Nature. Nurture her. And she will give life. But abuse her and she will unleash her greatest fury.
Conservation, ecology, even climate change/global warming are not dirty words. You may not agree that our planet is in danger of extinction or the oceans are about to engulf the world in-total, but why is it wrong to care, hold dear this blue orb that floats in the universe? What is so wrong with living a cleaner, healthier life?
In the beginning God created heaven and earth.
The Earth was void and without form and darkness was on the face of the Earth
God’s spirit moved upon the waters
God said let there be light and there was light
God saw that what he had done was good and God separated light from darkness
It was morning and it was evening, the first day…
I was reminded about the importance of beginning today. It is Earth Day and I know so many of us feel that it is total nonsense. But I began to think about that first line from the Bible. It does not matter whether you believe the Bible was written by the hand of God or by the hand of man. For the important point that is made in Genesis is that it all begins with the Earth. The Bible does not start its story about the dominion of mankind over the Earth or the animals of the Earth. It begins with the creation of the Earth. How everything upon it was lovingly made by the hand of God, that each and every blade of grass is a testament to the beauty and wonder of life. We as human being are charged with its care. We are the last things made in the Garden of Eden and there is a reason for that for we are not supposed to be the usurpers of the Earth’s bounty, but its guardians.
Even if you believe that the Book of Genesis was written by scribes in the court of David or written and rewritten by prophets and rabbis over millennia, does not matter. For the intent is still the same. Ancient man knew and understood what it meant to be a part of the world around you. They knew what it meant to be part of the rhythm of the seasons and the caretaker of the land. It was sacred to them. There is a reverence in those words that so many in our world have forgotten. We rush about our modern lives forgetting who we are and where we come from. We forget to stop and smell the roses and enjoy the beauty of a thunderstorm, the chirp of a new born bird, the song of a cricket seeking a mate, a kitten discovering a ball of string and a human baby learning to walk. Read the rest Here