“If you scale chronological history down to the span of one year, with the Big Bang on January 1, then our species, Homo sapiens, doesn’t appear until 11:59 p. m. on December 31. That means our written Bible and the church appeared in the last nanosecond of December 31. I can’t believe that God had nothing to say until the last nanosecond—Richard Rohr, Daily Meditation, Center for Action and Contemplation.
We are staying at a favorite hotel by the Mississippi River. We watch the sun give its last hurrah of pink and orange as it sets over the rapidly moving water, racing to New Orleans and the Gulf of Mexico. We follow a rare treat of the migration of a super full moon that is brighter and larger, appearing to be closer to the earth than usual. It finally sets over the north shore of the Mississippi River and quickly disappears into a cloudbank at early dawn.
There is a gentle breeze blowing the last of the leaves from their trees near the water’s edge. The cottonwood leaves seem to be the last holdouts. As the wind blows their palm shapes, they appear to be clapping, praising their Creator— in awe of the spectacle we have seen just before their own last flight.
Nature is telling us something. There is still amazing beauty in the world. Something greater than we can ever imagine fashioned it all. All of nature seems to be giving thanks and honoring its Creator. Dare we consider joining the dance and doing the same?