Over the last few years I have become much more reflective.
Much more observant.
The world is spirally into an colossal collapse.
Or is soaring to unfathomable heights of global accomplishment.
Depending upon your perspective I guess.
King Solomon wrote concerning the world he observed.
“Generations come and go, but it makes no difference. The sun rises and sets and hurries around to rise again. The wind blows south and north, here and there, twisting back and forth, getting no where. The rivers run into the sea, but the sea is never full, and the water returns again to the rivers and flows again to the sea…” Ecclesiastes 1:3-11 (TLB)
Just this past evening, I was visiting my brother-in-law’s lake house, an already semi-large gathering.
When through the door comes another ten or more college students.
They were friends of my nephew, also a college student.
They came through the door with laughter, smiles and loud conversation.
They all seemed very much at ease within their world.
I met a few and observed them all.
This is our future.
This is the generation we will hand our world off to, into their care.
This is the generation that will lead my great-grandchildren into their own future.
They would not have known, that before I left for the evening, I sat on the couch, looked around and prayed for each of them individually.
The girl who was re-bandaging her toe.
The friends who quietly looked on and made healing suggestions.
The interior designer who will have the opportunity to influence her generation.
The back slapper, who seems to encourage all that he comes in contact with.
The young pastor and his young wife.
Each person in the now crowded space…uniquely designed by God.
All of them with world changing potential.
A group about this size, and this age, changed the world and history as we know it.
As they followed the teachings of One man.
You may be standing on the edge overlooking your world as well.
And what happens now.
What comes after this moment.
My friend Ed Roland, of Collective Soul, wrote a song some time back, that now plays inside of me.
The lyrics are burned into my mind, as I reflect upon these future leaders.
But also as I am driving home, alone, with only my thoughts.
“So I walk on high,
And I step to the edge.
To see my world below.
And I laugh at myself while the tears roll down,
It’s the world I know.” Ed Roland