Wednesday, October 28, 2009

time past not forgotten

Many Americans slept while the young adults of Iran fought to take back part of their government this past summer. They wore green and came out in droves to support a man with a questionable past but a centered today and a hopeful tomorrow, Mousavi.

This photo doesn't represent my idea of the radical islamist persians I once believed to be gathered heavy beards and brooding with contemplations of a sucidal bliss road to heaven... No I don't see a burka covering every square inch of female skin nor do I see jihadist seeking bloody revenge.

I see a banana republic style dressed female standing up to the forced election of a dictator like executive ruler known as Ahmadinejad. Yes there were young ladies and young men who were martyred for their search for a freer society as many are whenever a desire for freedom is pursued.

I hope for the desires of their hearts to become reality.

time is not static

As unsettling as it can be to look at the truth that time does not offer friendship to finite beings, it is important to acknowledge this truth. We often live as if this moment to moment existence does not end in change as we age with time. Static images that began in the 19th century have led us to our current state of being, with gigabytes of stored static moments that easily reveal the passage of time.

How many times have we looked at "old" photos and thought about the passage of time? More than once I'm sure. I think that this presented an interesting paradigm in our existence, since now more than ever we are reminded of our mortality even as we stand in the grocery line glancing at the tabloids and their unwilling subjects, which causes the thought of the aging famous person. Then we think, "Hey were progressing into tomorrow at the same rate of time."

Most religions look to answer the questions regarding to the "otherside" or heaven so to speak. However, I pose the question: What if Heaven is coming to us? What if our ultimate goal is not to go somewhere better forever, but that this place we call earth will unite with something perfect that will infect and affect this dirt and water into becoming the same?

And just like those images, those that chose humility under the Creator, and turned to him, so that the Creator God would be ABLE to heal them, our lives would become like those beautiful static images that we so cherish.. We will be living what we cherish and time will no longer be the foe?