Echoes

            There are echoes of it. They still remain as glimpses of a world unknown to us. Unrealized since the Fall. Pieces of Creation preserved in their glory-realized. Hidden, and when seen, only for a moment. They are echoes, after all, and echoes fade back into silence. Perhaps it is not even the echo of the original, but an echo of an echo. Even so, the beauty within the faded memories is far more pure than what we see on a regular basis.

            These glimpses occur in a variety of ways, but the results and thoughts incited in response are always the same: there is an unmistakable element of purity, of the sublime, awe-struck by its majesty or simplicity. They range from simple to grand, but the echoes of the Creation God gave us is still there. A reminder that landscapes were not intended to be scarred by war, hatred, or the all-revered “progress.” We had been intended as caretakers, not abusers. Alas, such things happen when tainted with Sin.

            From the simple: dew drops on grass and fallen leaves, the sound of wind amongst branches, or the elegance of a well flourished maple tree. To the complex: snow peaked mountains, glaciers untouched by feet but seen by eye, the seemingly endless expanse of green ocean prairies, to the blue vast open waters untamed and wild as the time God had taught it to be.

            And these impressions created from these echoes of memory serve a purpose, but is difficult to understand if one does not comprehend correctly, (misinterpretation is oft). Homesickness. A yearning for a place and time unseen by oneself; the way life was meant to be. The order in which life was intended by our Creator. We long for it. Home, after all, is not necessarily a place but also Person. Born within us all, the knowledge of our Home is, I believe, innate. However, not all hear and understand.

            And for those of us who do, we will be home soon.

            Do you see the echoes? The original restored will be so much more glorious, and perfect, and pure.

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"In My Father’s house are many mansions, if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you, and if I go prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you to Myself; that were I am, there you may be also."

                                            ~ John 14: 2-3 NKJV