In month 5 of our trip, we were driving into Colorado from New Mexico, when we encountered the massive fires ripping through thousands of acres of mountains and valleys. At one point we had to pull over as the smoke was so thick we had a hard time seeing. Further on in the trip we had to completely avoid Yosemite National Park because of the fires raging there in October, so we had to be re-routed. Fires only thwarted us twice in the course of the year, but it made us think a great deal about the loss, the fear, and the destruction that came with it. I understood why people struggled with God because of the judgement factor, as well as the seemingly unjust/and senseless loss. There was a lot of roadkill from animals running in panic, utter devastation all around us, and I thought, "Is there really a simple answer?" No, there wasn't. But I did know that there was true balance because it was the one thing that's evident within nature. For every loss, thee was a gain. For every fire, there was growth. For every death, there was birth. You simply couldn't escape balance. And when it came to judgement, I realized that was about balance too. The immutable laws of nature say that for every action, there is a reaction. Judgement is action/reaction. Death and birth are one and the same. Light and darkness need each other.
"There is an occasion for everything, and a time for every activity under heaven: a time to give birth and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to uproot; a time to kill and a time to heal; a time to tear down and a time to build..." Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
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