2 Corinthians 4:18
So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
And, since nothing else that I see merely through the senses can or will persist, He alone is. ~Mohandas Gandhi
There are days I wax nostalgic. Wishing I could see again the landmarks in my life which are no more.
The home I grew up in. Where I even raise my own children for a time.
Bulldozed. Along with the entire neighborhood to make way for town-houses and condominiums.
My elementary school. Leveled. For a shopping center and restaurants. The playground, a parking lot.
The overgrown horse track, its original, cyclical path barely visible beneath meadow grasses. Where my brother and I romp and run with abandon.
Occupied now by a hospital.
The vast acres of forest behind our house. Where ancient hardwoods, some with trunks six feet in diameter, stretch their worshiping branches toward heaven. The winding paths we explore with my dad.
Chopped down. Hauled away. The ground upon which they proudly stood, graded for a baseball field and tennis center.
Changes. All in the name of progress.
And, a reminder . . .
That everything we can see is temporal. Fleeting.
To place our hopes in what we see is but vain pursuit.
But, to place our hopes in what we don't see is to know.
He, alone, is . . .
Do you have favorite landmarks from childhood which no longer exist?
Will you pray with me?
Help us to remember, Father, that the things of this world are passing away. Let us not cling to them. Instead, may we keep our eyes fixed on that which we cannot see and place all our hopes in You. Amen.
Psalms 137:1-6 (7-9), 144 or 42, 43
2 Corinthians 4:13-18
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