I like stuff. If I had to choose what to do on my day off, I would probably go shopping for awhile. I would buy a cute new outfit or something to hang on the wall in my house full of stuff. I'm conflicted about my love of stuff - because Jesus told a rich young man to sell everything and give it to the poor. That's what that guy needed to do so he could enjoy eternal life. That makes me think. A lot.
But I like the stuff of God, too. When I take time to enjoy the "God Stuff" of this world, I'm pretty sure I like it more than the other stuff.
I like the trees because they remind me that it's ok to change. In fact, changing is actually more beautiful than staying the same. And if part of the tree dies - well - it comes back the next year - stronger, and fuller and even more beautiful.
I like the lakes and oceans because they make me feel like I can jump right into God and be engulfed by love. I can dive in and the part of me that feels heavy and unrelenting suddenly becomes buoyant. That makes me think of grace.
I like the mountains the most of all. The mountains overwhelm me with the sturdiness of God. Even though the grass withers and the flowers fade - I can count on God to be that rock, that mountain, that shelter and hiding place that I need just to make it through the day.
Yep - I like stuff. And God must love me a lot to let me enjoy the stuff that He made even though I'm drawn to all sorts of stuff that I surely don't need. I guess the beauty of God's stuff is a reminder that no matter how the clutter of life surrounds me - God's love is always more beautiful, more magnificent, more peaceful and steadfast than any of that other stuff.
Thanks, God. I like the stuff you made!