When I said I’d be reading poolside in Florida, the friends we were visiting had to laugh. They know I’m not much of a poolside-sitter. But I did force myself to sit in the sun long enough to read a few pages from the Chronicles of Narnia, just because I said I would.
That’s not to say I didn’t finish The Magician’s Nephew, because I did. Since we drove back from Tennessee on Sunday after Josie’s birthday so we could be at Grace’s senior night basketball game, I had time to visit Narnia on a plane to Florida and back. And, I now know why the wardrobe was able to serve as a portal to Narnia for Lucy, Peter, Susan, and Edmund, because the sixth book in the series is actually a prequel, telling how Narnia came to be.
Somehow over the years book number seven disappeared from our bookshelf, but I did find it in our church library, and I’m now reading The Last Battle. I can’t recommend the series highly enough. For adults, even more than for children!
While Marilyn and our friends were sunning themselves poolside, I walked the beach. I do like the sounds of the surf, the birds that waddle along the shoreline and dive into the water, and the seashells. Who isn’t fascinated by the variety of shells that litter the seashore?
I guess I shouldn’t say they “litter” the seashore. They decorate it!
As I walked along, admiring the variety and beauty of the shells, I couldn’t help but think of the fifth day of creation, when God brought forth life on the earth. After saying, “Let the waters teem with swarms of living creatures,” He saw that it was good. And when He said it was “good” I think He was saying more than it was simply adequate. I think He was admiring His handiwork. He was going far beyond what was needed to sustain us; He was preparing a place of beauty for those who would be made in His image to enjoy.
Indeed, the beauty of creation points to the beauty of our Creator, and His appreciation for that which is beautiful. So even if you’re too antsy to sit for hours in the sun, do take to time to smell the roses, and admire the beauty that surrounds us.
God Bless, Rick