Is it possible to say just one thing in the land of blogsville that everyone can agree on? How about four?
-water is wet
-snow is cold
-hailstones are amazing
-heat is handy when it’s freezing.
Probably have not lost anybody yet. Now as to the interpretation of these things, aah, here’s where we dissent.
Take that pebble falling from the sky. Imagine the first time people witnessed that and said: whoa! Is this even possible? I’ve seen rain, and I’ve seen fire… but heavy iced rocks falling from the sky?
And there is the disconnect. We do not see things with splendor and awe. We view the extraordinary with bias and consider the supernatural as common. Hail supernatural? Uh hello? Yes of course. Cold balls of water falling from the sky during the heat of day? Sure, happens all the time. Not.
We creatures of habit have become immune to the spectacular, so we create our own version of the ‘spectacular.’ Spectacular football catch or goal, unbelievable golf shot, unbelievable home run, amazing horse race. On and on.
Then there is that arc of wonder the rainbow. Supernatural? Uh, once more yes. We explain through science ‘how’ this orb of delight appears, as if it is somehow less supernatural, but familiarity breeds contempt. We view the bow as merely common, maybe a moment of joy to look at, then move along.
We do not consider that possibly the Maker of the bow is ever active in the affairs of men, and that He remembers His promise, even though we may have forgotten.
So while life may be ‘natural,’ as water finds its way is natural, BEFORE the natural is the supernatural, and herein lies the secret to the hailstone and the rainbow. We get daily glimpses of the divine, but we have lost our ‘first time response’ to seeing things that are truly spectacular, such as a perfect blanket of snow, or looking at the high cliffs holding a river. How did those mammoth rocks end up there? No accident, I can tell you that.
Water. Heat. Cold. Rain. Ice. Snow. Rainbows. Hail. All spectacular. All worthy of serious contemplation, but I would suggest a review of the heart when these things were first experienced, long before the mind was influenced by the so-called professionals, who have stolen the wonder of life and have made their life’s quest to promote thievery to others. Thiefdom as in taking what belongs to the Master Engineer and placing ownership upon a junkyard mess of scattered nothingness, aka, godlessness.
They preach: Rainbows and hailstones are natural occurrences which testify to godlessness. And I say: they are wonders of life that point to a majesty willing to be seen and heard by eyes not blind and ears not deaf.
The exquisite painting and layering of the rainbow has copyrights owned by the colorful Master God Himself. And if we pay attention, we can see the Grand Maestro tuning His bow…..and giving us the music of the rainbow. God is good like that. After all, He did give us eyes and ears to see and hear.
Sadly, we look with proud and selfish eyes, and hear with deaf ears all that is obvious. A doctor can indeed examine us, but only we can truly examine ourselves. And this truth test proves God is no phantom of the opera. He is more than willing to reveal that first-time wonder, if we remove that stumbling block known as pride which blinds us to see Him and His immediate presence and perfections.
And that rainbow of dazzling color? Quite an orchestra there suitable for the deaf. But hailstones? Yep, the size of bowling balls coming to a town near you. Why wait though to be duly impressed with the creator of water?
(This short post was on ice, but after reading ‘see there is this thing called biology’s’ recent entry, it seems like a good enough time to pass along. Many similarities. Do pop over to see that and say hey.)