I will be flying to Wisconsin on the eve of my 50th birthday. Last year I was flying from Baltimore to Jacksonville and reflected on the incredible ability to fly. Being good stewards of our freedom to fly might be worth looking at.

Flying is an amazing feat. Here we are above the clouds soaring over 400 miles per hour free as a bird. However, we are enmeshed in the world below hardly noticing the joy and thrill to go so high and so fast. If I were down at the southern rivers and tributaries that make cool designs, I would struggle with bugs, heat, swamp and other dangers like gators more fierce than a Florida Gator…if that is possible

Massive incredible bridges look like organized toothpicks. I trust the flight crew and the maintenance crews and designers of the plane to catapult me safely from one city to another. Amazing…mind-boggling! Yet eye has not seen, ear has not heard, nor has it even dawned on you or me what God has prepared for us after we die to this life.

Trust, love, hope, joy, and peace are flooding my being. I have a respite from the sorrows of my soul. But even sorrows are welcome in my heart for they give meaning to my understanding of life. Those are the times I appreciate times of health, prosperity and joy.

St. Francis of Assisi was a man who was an excellent steward of creation. He sang with all his soul, “The Heavens are telling the glory of God, and all creation is shouting for joy. Come dance in the forest and play in the fields, and sing, sing to the glory of the Beloved!” He also cried out this prayer that I have been a steward of in my own life since I was a young boy:

Beloved, make me an instrument of your peace.

Where there is hatred let me sow love.

Where there is injury pardon, despair hope, sadness joy, and darkness light.

O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console,

to be understood as to be understand,

to be loved as to love.

For it is in giving that we receive,

it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,

and it is dying that we are born to eternal life.

God is Good! All the Time!

Love, joy, peace,

Father Ron Moses +

www.tearinthedesert.com

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