I just finished Ecclesiastes. The last chapter said "Remember also your Creator in the days of your youth, before the evil days come and the years draw near of which you will say, 'I have no pleasure in them.'" I couldn't believe what I read. It's like Solomon knew how it was gonna be today. It was like God was behind this book or something...
(Insert laugh here)
I notice a lot of people who haven't remembered their Creator in their youth. I notice myself not giving enough to my Creator for all that He's done. Not that I could repay Him, but I would like to serve Him for what He's done. Every single day, I wake up and see the sunlight and I'm happy. I take the dog outside, I see the wind blowing the grass, and I'm happy. I struggle in life and get depressed, but the little things make me happy. These little things are so simple, yet no one but God would know that I like them. God knows more than anyone else how much I love art, and every time I see the sky painted in majestic colors contrasted with the solid ground of many textures, I say thank you. I tear up. Even in the stress of life, God's painting a beautiful picture. Maybe He's telling me something. Maybe He's saying that it's time to realize that the Creator loves the created so much that He would do anything, whether it be paint the sky, send rain to a dry land, or send a Savior to the lost.
Look outside right now. Don't bow to what you see, but bow to the Artist, the Creator, for giving you something so awesome and beautiful. If we all just remember where we came from, we'll be much better off.
Your Brother in Christ,
Phillip
