Le Tour de Babel
Le Tour de Babel
A wise man says, In days of yore men were held hostage to nature’s whims.
Men depended on the rains and lightning bolts (God sent).
Irrigation and nitrogen fixing. Rotation of crops, plough under the harvested plants. Seven-year cycle. The Sabbath year: rest, rejuvenation, return to full vigor.
That’s God's design. “Follow me. I will send rain in due season.”
Not so today, we proudly proclaim. Our chemists and scientists are mighty.
We create seeds immune to disease and severe climes!
Chemicals, compounded in exacting proportions, can bypass cycles or rest.
Can intent be defaulted?
Famines have been held back, not altogether banished. Feed the multitudes.
Selfishness remains; waste on one hand, hunger on the other.
Vive la liberte’! Free from nature's ‘shackles’? Freedom from God?
Smacks of Shinar’s ziggurat. The tower is toppling!
The very life-giving springs are spewing poison. Oceans and seas collect and store poisons. Ask my friend, Orca!
Was this not the Tower of Babel? Every good invention comes carrying with it a few bad side effects.
Trust. Faithfulness. Unswerving trust in our God and His Word; or la liberte’?
What was the Tower of Babel really?
Rebellion, in place of faithfulness. My way instead of the Maker’s Plan.
Would we reject the care maker’s plan of care?
But in matters of greater significance we follow our own plan, not our Maker’s.
The thinker is frozen in thought. Don’t be. Act now. We are God’s stewards.
Yeanoku December 6,2015
I am reminded that my way is not superior to God’s way. I hope to always trust in the Lord.
ReplyDelete~ Peter Nigel B.