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Did ya’ ever notice how…?

As I was driving down the highway last week, a thought – nay, a revelation – struck me suddenly.  And for some reason I heard this in the voice of Andy Rooney, using his signature “Did ya’ ever notice how….” line.  The amazing thing is that this thought had not occurred to me many years ago.  Oh, so you want to know the thought?  Well, as Andy would have said it, “Did ya’ ever notice how evolution only seems to work on Earth?

Think about that for a few minutes, and roll it around in your mind a few times.

The whole idea of evolution, the spontaneous generation of single-celled life from dust and gas and rocks and time and luck and…  It all seems absurd.  But even more absurd is the thought that those single-celled things “evolve” into fish then frogs then lizards then rabbits then monkeys then people!   Given enough time, the evolutionists say this will happen.  Okay, for a few short seconds here, let’s give them the benefit of the doubt and assume they are right.  If so, then there should be all sorts of “tweener” critters wandering all over the place, right?  So where are they?  But I digress…

If the “science” of evolution is right, then this amazing and spontaneous generation of life from stuff should occur on other planets, too.  Life adapted to cooler temperatures and the high carbon dioxide atmosphere of Mars should be abounding on that planet, while the warmer weather and higher atmospheric pressure on Venus should support some really tough life forms.  Here on Earth we have life forms that don’t use oxygen, and some that can withstand extreme temperatures and pressure, so why haven’t those kind of critters appeared and evolved into complex beings similar to mankind on the other planets?

Did ya’ ever notice how evolution never produces anything as simple as a golf pencil, but instead can grow an amoeba into a person?  I’m sorry, I still don’t have enough faith to believe in evolution!

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“In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.” Genesis 1:1  For the rest of the story, click here.

His Eye is on the Sparrow

Civilla Martin, who wrote the lyrics to the hymn, “His Eye is on the Sparrow,” said this about her inspiration to write the song:

Early in the spring of 1905, my husband and I were sojourning in Elmira, New York. We contracted a deep friendship for a couple by the name of Mr. and Mrs. Doolittle—true saints of God. Mrs. Doolittle had been bedridden for nigh twenty years. Her husband was an incurable cripple who had to propel himself to and from his business in a wheel chair. Despite their afflictions, they lived happy Christian lives, bringing inspiration and comfort to all who knew them. One day while we were visiting with the Doolittles, my husband commented on their bright hopefulness and asked them for the secret of it. Mrs. Doolittle’s reply was simple: “His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.” The beauty of this simple expression of boundless faith gripped the hearts and fired the imagination of Dr. Martin and me. The hymn “His Eye Is on the Sparrow” was the outcome of that experience.

Mrs. Doolittle’s reply was her correct interpretation of Matthew 10:29-31.  If God takes the time to provide for a sparrow, how much more does He care for us – who were made in His image? 20120623-ChippingSparrow-22047-Edit

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The image of this Chipping Sparrow was a capture I made on our old 20-Acre Wood on June 23, 2012, only a couple days before wildfire would consume our woodland sanctuary in the Bull Mountains.

Holding Vigil

From a warmer day in 2010, on the Wyoming side of Beartooth Pass, this Red-tailed Hawk maintains a heightened state of awareness.

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My Strength & Portion

It wasn’t by mere chance that this scene unfolded for our family.  God’s timing is perfect and He alone is sufficient!

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The New Year

Happy New Year!  As the end of December approaches, we frequently offer that wish to the people we meet.  Very likely the phrase is so overused that few take it seriously.  On the surface it looks and sounds like a nice wish, but how do we qualify a happy year from a non-happy year?  Are there things we can do to increase the odds of having a happy year, or is it simply a matter of luck?  Many folks would probably suggest that something like luck, fate, karma, destiny, or serendipity are the key players in creating a happy year.  More technical thinkers might add political elections, the world economy, or perhaps even the weather as critical for setting up a happy year.  People in my demographic who are young at heart but getting long in the tooth will likely include general health and wellness as critical to set the stage for a happy year.  I suppose that an individual’s worldview would impact how each of us would answer these questions – and how we define a “happy” year.

Economic prosperity, good health, happy memories with friends and family, a promotion at work, graduations, losing weight and quitting smoking are just a handful of many things we might consider important when we judge whether or not a year has been happy.  Without doubt, these are all important things that can drive the quality of our day-to-day existence.  To some degree we can do things to help assure successful results in these areas, but we really can’t control most of them.  And even if lady luck, karma, fate showed up to help us out year-after-year, eventually the string of happy years will end.  Over time we will lose all these things we treasure, and eventually we lose our lives.  Then what?

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Then what???  How you answer that will depend upon your worldview.  From my Biblical worldview, every year that I have been counted among those of Jesus Christ, is a happy year.  Happy in the sense that I am one year further in my Christian walk.  One more year of growth in my faith and trust in Him.  One more year of experiencing how He answers prayer.  One more year being the recipient of His amazing grace and mercy.  So what happens after I use up all my “happy” years benefiting from these riches?  Then the best of all awaits – spending eternity worshipping my Savior in His heavenly kingdom!  And each year I become one year closer to obtaining that ultimate gift which He has prepared.

So for me, my string of happy years began when I accepted Christ.  At that point, I became a new creation.  That doesn’t mean that I suddenly stopped sinning, or don’t miss my dear friends and family who have passed away, nor have I reached some kind of perfect status from an earthly standpoint.  And while I still sin too much, stray from His leading all too often and lose my patience too frequently, each year for the rest of my life will be a happy year!  If you want to make a New Year’s resolution that will last forever and can’t ever be lost, make this and every year hereafter a happy year by inviting Christ to take your sins away and be the Lord of your life.

The New Year
by Martha Snell Nicholson

Dear Lord, as this new year is born
I give it to Thy hand,
Content to walk by faith what paths
I cannot understand.

Whatever coming days may bring
Of bitter loss, or gain,
Or every crown of happiness;
Should sorrow come, or pain,

Or, Lord, if all unknown to me
Thine angel hovers near
To bear me to that farther shore
Before another year,

It matters not—my hand in Thine,
Thy light upon my face,
Thy boundless strength when I am week,
Thy love and saving grace!

I only ask, loose not my hand,
Grip fast my soul, and be
My guiding light upon the path
Till, blind no more, I see!

Life Update: Olaf and Sven

BigSkyKen:

Lately I’ve had a difficult time focusing and settling on a meaningful post, so I am taking the easy route and sharing with you this post from my daughter’s blog. And besides, she says so well what I am feeling…

Originally posted on The Path of Life:

Cliche: Life can change in a moment.

Less than a year ago, my sister Leah and I were camped on her dorm room floor, snuggled up in blankets and pillows with microwaveable Chinese food in hand, watching Frozen on my sister’s laptop. Two nights in a row — we couldn’t get enough of that movie. For the rest of the year, we affectionately referred to one another as Olaf (her) and Sven (me).

She dubbed me Sven because I am slightly obsessed with both reindeer and carrots. She was Olaf because she loved his optimistic and hilarious personality; honestly, I think he’s a pretty accurate snowman-version of her personality. When we’d GoogleChat with each other during college, she’d send “carrots” for me to munch and I’d send “warm hugs” back.

This fall, we were chatting about Thanksgiving break. With my class schedule, I had the whole week off, while she only had…

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A Little Gratuitous Promotion!

My daughter, Lauren, recently started a blog here on WordPress.  The Path of Life is directed towards college-age Christian women, but as I peruse her posts it seems that the topics could easily cater to a much wider audience.  So I invite you to click on the link below and check it out.  Make sure to leave a comment or become a follower of her blog if you like what you see!

https://followingthepathoflife.wordpress.com/

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