Strawberries.
Just a few days ago I was slicing some fresh strawberries when I was reminded of God.
It was not some random thought. And it was not because of their vibrant color; nor their savory sweetness; and not because of their eyeful elegance.
Rather, it was the scent of the strawberries that reminded me of our Creator. Their scent was simply marvelous.
Why the scent you say? This is precisely the question I asked.
How could a simple piece of fruit awaken in me such a sensuous feeling? After all, if I were but a mere biological creature, why would the scent of a single strawberry produce a feeling of joy? The answer, I realized, is that it could not -- at least if I were a mere homo sapien. For, I am much more than a mere grouping of cells, H2O, and electrical currents. I am created in the image of God. And, as a result, man has the ability to find joy in areas that he otherwise could not.
Like strawberries.
Just a few days ago I was slicing some fresh strawberries when I was reminded of God.
It was not some random thought. And it was not because of their vibrant color; nor their savory sweetness; and not because of their eyeful elegance.
Rather, it was the scent of the strawberries that reminded me of our Creator. Their scent was simply marvelous.
Why the scent you say? This is precisely the question I asked.
How could a simple piece of fruit awaken in me such a sensuous feeling? After all, if I were but a mere biological creature, why would the scent of a single strawberry produce a feeling of joy? The answer, I realized, is that it could not -- at least if I were a mere homo sapien. For, I am much more than a mere grouping of cells, H2O, and electrical currents. I am created in the image of God. And, as a result, man has the ability to find joy in areas that he otherwise could not.
Like strawberries.
Soli Deo Gloria.
