Turn Turn Turn

Turn Turn Turn

In days long past I used to write of sunrises and the wonder of the sun touching the plants and trees.  I used to describe the birds singing and dancing in the morning rays while the clouds slowly moved on the morning breeze.  But that was long ago.

I have written about matters that touched the world and the pain caused.  I wrote of the problems we faced as a people and as a world.  I have written of the things I have seen and the issues that need repair.  But that too was long ago.

I have written of hope and an answer to problems that touched thousands, no longer.  Now I struggle to place pen to page, electronic words to cyber white.  Writing simply because it is a habit, perhaps in hope that some small idea will find its way into a mind.  I write because I have to.

Now I do not write to request your pity or response.  I am only saying this because the world turns.  The sun is revealed as the world rotates to remove the eastern mountains from its path.  Sunrise is the popular term.  A much more poetic term.  The world turns and with it the ideas and opinions of people.  The caustic opinions of people who speak only to hurt, to destroy. Yes, I am aware that this is nothing new, the world has always turned and with it the positions and opinions of people. 

So, today I write not to enlighten or teach, not to offer hope or even a better idea, but simply because it is what I do.  I would tell you of a loving God who offers hope and eternity.  I would tell you of His wonders and joy that comes with walking with Him.  I would offer you the acceptance of a friend.  But those ideas and offerings are for a time, whether long or short, non grata.  So, I shall simply write.

Perhaps again tomorrow I will write of sunrises and ideas that touch a world, but until then I will simply place pen to page and enjoy the moments of creation that arise as words dance across my screen.  (no one can actually read it if I use pen and paper.)  I will wait for tomorrow or perhaps the tomorrow after that.  The world turns and with it the opinions and positions of those who ride with it.

Blessings.