A lesson from my dog

The other day I was walking my dog.  The hurricane had just blown through so there were still occasional wind gusts.  Each time the wind blew around the leaves my dog chased them. For him, movement means the thing is alive and can be chased (and, perhaps, eaten.)

For me, movement  doesn’t necessarily mean life, because I have a concept in my head (as you have in yours) that he doesn’t.  I know that something can move under it’s own power  or it can be moved by outside forces.

Here’s where I’m going with this:  Maybe the reason it’s so hard for us to grasp the idea of eternal life is because to do so would require us to have concepts that only God has.  Specifically, the ability to imagine an existence that takes place outside of time and space.

Just a thought for the Labor Day weekend.

Jim Philipps (3rd millennium pilgrim)


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