While we were in Mexico last week, Jane insisted that her Dad call us up to tell us something she said was important. And when we finally got to talk to her, she said : “There are two persons missing in my life.” Anabelle and I wanted to go back home that very moment. There may be a lot of pain and hatred in the world today. But if we but open our eyes, there is even more loving and caring happening. Indeed, there is an unmistakable Presence that nudges us towards what is good, true, and beautiful.
The land of the Maya in Mexico is a stunningly beautiful place. I was particularly impressed by the temple ruins. They are a mute testimony to the highly sophisticated civilization that the Maya had developed. Surrounded by so much beauty and abundance, they learned not only how to read the heavens but also the author of what they read in the skies.
Yet, people all the time demand for more evidence. “If you are the Christ, tell us plainly.” There is no compelling reason why I am here and yet I am here. And as soon as I get on with my life, I feel so comfortable I usually hate to change anything – unless some discomfort or crisis prods me out of my comfort zone, much like what happens to a seed. A seed remains a seed unless it dies and is buried in the depth and darkness of the soil. There is germinates and grows into a plant or a tree.
I need no signs. I need no more evidence. I only have to look at what God has wrought in my life to know and feel His love for me. His signs and evidences are everywhere.