The Son

I reading this book about Antarctica earlier today. I wasn't actually reading it... I was looking at the pictures. I confess. But what struck me most, other than the indescribably beautiful ice figures and deep blue glaciers, was the sun. I find it amazing, that anywhere on the planet, every single human being can appreciate the warmth and beauty of the sun. Even (especially) in frigid Antarctica.

A few summers ago my parents brought my sister and I along on a cruise to Bermuda for their 25th anniversary. The cruise was nice. The food was fancy. But the best part of the entire cruise, at least for me, was standing on a railing on the top deck watching the sun set over the open waters of the mid Atlantic. I have never seen a more beautiful sunset. And the thing that I loved most about it, was, I wasn't the only person being captivated by it. There were probably about 20 other people, mostly lovers, but a few elderly people, just standing there, being hit by the radiance of the sun. But it wasn't the sun that had taken a hold of my heart. It was The Son.

I know that there is something in every human being that longs for something more that what we can see. I know this because I have felt it. There is something inside us that wants to escape to some other reality... some fairytale that we grew up believing. But then we actually do grow up and the world convinces us that fairly tales are not real. And we lose that wonder of a place that is better than the one we are trapped in. That day on the mid Atlantic was no different than right now, and my neighbors are no different than the ones on the cruise. Deep within us, we all desire for something more.

C.S Lewis said "If we find ourselves with a desire that this world cannot satisfy... maybe we were made for another world".

Maybe we should let our selves be captivated by the true Son. After all, His light will shine forever, and He will never set.



from a warm home in New England,

JN