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07.09.19 | Elder's Corner | by Kathy Hull

    Have you ever stopped and wondered...how we can look at something and not realize how beautiful or meaningful it is? Have you ever wondered that we can see and appreciate such an array of colors, shapes and dimensions, recognizing the obvious and breathtaking beauty that surrounds us daily?

    I am a morning person.  I have not always been a morning person and I am not sure if I am now a morning person by my own choice or by the sheer coincidence of the place I am in life (ok let’s say it…my age!) I generally rise at 5a and my first 30-40 minutes is spent walking in my neighborhood.  I truly enjoy a walk in the quiet with just the birds and me. I love watching the sunrise and seeing nature come to life. When it is cold, the brisk air shakes me awake and when it’s hot…I just sweat! If you read the Bible, many things took place or people were told to do things “early in the morning.” It is my special time to pray, meditate and just get “set” for the day ahead.  I feel honored to witness the beauty of the sunrise, a storm brewing in the clouds or just the shape of a tree.  

    A few days ago, I noticed a tree that was different from the others in its row.  This tree was obviously dead. While all of the others along the path were budding leaves, this one remained barren.  The leaves on the other trees were not fully budded out, and I could see several nests in them and I could hear young ones chirping in the nests.  Birds would light briefly in the barren tree’s branches but would quickly fly off and there were no nests. My guess is because there was no protection for them there. It wasn’t a good home.   

    When I was little, my family loved to sing.  My dad would gather the four of us kids together and we would sing – many times old gospel songs.  Jim Reeves sang a song called This World is not My Home. This was one of dad’s favorite. The lyrics say:
    This world is not my home I'm just a passing through
    My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue
    The angels beckon me from heaven's open door
    And I can't feel at home in this world anymore 

    I wonder if those birds feel like that in the leafless tree. They know they are not safe there and it certainly is no place to build a nest. Hebrews 13:14 says “For this world is not our permanent home; we are looking forward to a home yet to come.”  When I start to feel anxious about the new taxes or the dysfunction in our society or any other myriad of issues we experience daily in this world, I try to reflect back on this verse and remember this world is NOT my home.

    In Christian Love,
    Kathy Hull, Elder