Creation

In the midst of the world's chaos, it is inspiring to see how communities constantly find themselves in the midst of recreating their world.  New York is never constant.  Neighborhoods find themselves evolving and recreating themselves from the inside and out.  Singapore consistently revisits its past, questioning the need to hold onto yesterday.  Even smaller communities strive to make their part of the world better than it was yesterday.  Civic rallies, community projects, and volunteering all play their part.  Artists and musicians bring beauty and reflection.  Individuals call to the group to a higher standard.  Recreating what is appears to be an inherent part of who and what we are as a body.
As I see young parents strolling with impossibly large strollers, struggling with the normal challenges of feeding, comforting, and caring, the early stages of the creation cycle are on full display.  It is not enough to just bring a child into the world.  One has the honor and responsibility to introduce his child to the joys of competition and sports, ice cream, and just hanging out with his father.  One has the joys of teaching daughter to ride a bicycle, discovering the joy of simply being together, and making something no one has ever seen before.  It will not always be fun, yet it is in the struggle that both discover what it means to be a member of a family.  It may not always work.  Being together, learning about life, and living is a process, not a destination.
I do not know if I would have the courage to bring a child into this world.  Yet, “in just such a time Moses was born, a most beautiful baby.  He was hidden at home for three months.” (Acts 7.20)  His parents cared.  His parents were engaged.  His parents had begun a new creation.
In its own unique way, today is a new creation.  What it will become has a lot to do with our choices and decisions.  We have our roles, as supporters and custodians to the present and architects of the future.