While in Lancaster, PA, my wife and I toured the Amish area. Through our tour guid, we learned about the passion and purpose, which inspires these Godly people. Their Christian spirituality is the framework that sets their lifestyle.
The picture below show mules that are the power force to pull the plows, hay wagons, balers, hay cutters, and wagons through the acres of farm land.
Tractors often must be adapted for off-road use only, lest they provide the opportunity to go too far from home. This usually means steel tires rather than rubber.
The Amish look to God for help in this dangerous world. When they are face with problems, their first instinct is to pray rather than to seek a quick fix. They learned patience; they feel demanding a quick fix signals a lack of trust in God.
I hope you enjoyed this little article and have an opportunity to tour and visit an Amish community.
What is important about today? This is a day life will begin and for others will end. The moment of new life what will the news announce? Is it another terrorist attack, Government corruption, worldly plagues, or catastrophic storms? At this point of life, there is no return to the security and comfort before birth. You now begin the journey through the Alpha and Omega. For others, their journey has ended. Did they accomplish their purpose here on earth or did they roam about aimlessly? Life has a purpose; it is in fulfilling those purposes that we find meaning and satisfaction in our lives.
Unselfish love is the key to fulfill life’s purpose. It is deliberate and purposeful rather than emotional, impulsive or self-serving love.
Have you ever walked through the woods on a cloudy night? Strange sounds that screech like finger nails scraping against a chalk board or the dried leaves and twigs snapping under foot, my eyes are blinded from the pitch black darkness. Not a twinkling of light shows through the forest canopy.
Panic enters the mind. I walk with soft tiny steps to feel each little stone or root. My steps quicken then something springs up and hits my leg, it is a stick big enough to use as a blind man’s cane.
On the darkened path a pair of red beady eyes stare at me. All I see are those horrific eyes without face or form. I fall to my knees, my hands cup my face tears stream down my cheeks. I am lost with no one to help me. I cry out. “My God, my God what evil lurks within this darkness.” “Help me, please help me.” I have no idea how long I laid there in a fetal position.
I open my eyes and rise to my feet. Up ahead I see a lighted path, at that moment a peace comes over me. It’s like how a baby feels a comfort and protection when it is in the arms of its’ parent. The lighted path is narrow and the way to it is hard. To journey cautiously in the woods at night, we need a light in order to avoid the pitfalls of the darkness. In this life we venture through a dark forest of evil, but God’s word can be our light to show us the way.
Are guided by the light on your path or road to keep you from stumbling and falling?
Today my morning began early at the break of dawn. With my camera slung over my shoulder, I walked into a gated grave yard community.
For peace of mind and tranquility, a walk through a cemetery is my start for the day. I feel rejuvenated with my morning talk with God.
The light and joy of Mother nature comes through with birds chirping songs of reveille. A red fox stops no more than 20 feet in front of me and stares at me; I stop, my heart beats faster not knowing what this little creature is going to do. Finally, he makes the first move and darts into the woods. At that moment I didn’t think of taking a picture. In this grave yard, there are a few monuments scattered throughout the cemetery. A statue of Jesus with a few of his disciples gave me great joy as the early morning rays of sun beamed down on this particular setting. I wonder what lesson Jesus is telling them? What a jubilant occasion it was to capture this moment. “Joy cometh in the morning” (Psalm 30:5)
I tried to imagine the fright of this young juvenile sparrow. Its home is about 30 feet above the ground.
To me, that is like looking down from an eight story building. In this photo the parent shows the little one how easy it is to fly. I hear the parent chirping, coaxing it to jump. If that baby sparrow could talk, it may ask why couldn’t you build a nest on the ground. After more persistence the parent nudged the little one out. Its maiden flight began. I guess this is like sink or swim; but in this case it is fly or fall.
These are a few of the better photos I took for this series.
While shooting this, I thought about life and what I read in the Bible. If God is concerned about the tiny sparrow, how much greater must His concern be for man, who is immeasurably greater in value than the sparrow!
Then why do we worry? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet my Father feeds them. I know I am much more valuable than they are.