A Flower, a Bird and an Elephant

I saw a flower, bruised, shrivelled and torn, yet it once was beautiful and new.

I saw a bird in a cage with wings to fly and yet, was unable to. The bird was brand new once, eager and able to fly high up in the sky.

I saw an elephant, huge and strong who greeted his family and walked to his final resting place. He painted a sad picture between the old elephant bones. He also was once brand new and strong.

Last year is worn and gone. A new year appeared with promises of colourful stories and beautiful songs. How will it proceed and how will it end?

It would be a mistake to look at the year as something able to provide. We pray the year will bring us new wonderful things but in essence, it can’t provide a thing!

The New Year received its first second and liked it so much he asked for seconds. Seconds is all it has now. This is the time during which we would be able to choose to live with, or without a smile.

This year would only reflect an image of what we have done or failed to have achieved. It would depend on how we have noticed the face of God smiling on us and how He cringed when we got hurt once more.

The secret of how this year would be is the way in which we would experience Jesus.

How good it is when we notice Jesus holding our hand with every stride. He knows real joy. He also knows how it feels when metal nails are driven through living flesh. Yes, He is the only one to hold on to.

We are not flowers but how we look depends on us. We are not birds… yet, we are able to soar. We are not elephants and yes, we grow old… yet, when we die, we would still be alive!

Praise God! Praise Jesus! Praise the Spirit because we are chosen to live, this year and forever more!

What a wonderful life!