I’ve got a new column up on BreakPoint Online. In it, I’m pondering why it is that God so often seems to work in such gradual ways. Take a look and while you do, you can listen to my background track for writing this reflection.
God has begun the gradual metallurgy of fall. Outside my window, down to the left, He’s refining one tree into pure gold.
It quivers ever so slightly each day as it moves from one degree of gilded glory to the next. Just beyond the edge of the dark green forest, I can see touches of copper and bronze. But the furnace of change heats so gradually, I cannot perceive exactly how the vista has altered from the day before. Like most things God does, it’s subdued, unhurried, and steady.