The Blossom of the Field

 "Listen!  Someone is saying: "Call out"  and one said: "What shall I call out?"
 "All flesh is green grass, and all their loving-kindness is like the blossom of the field.
  The green grass has dried up, the blossom has withered, because the very spirit of
  Jehovah has blow upon it.  Surely the people are green grass. The green grass has
  dried up, the blossom has withered,; but as for the word of our God, it will last to
  time indefinite.""
  (Isaiah 40:6-8)

Do we ever stop to think what a miraculous survival the Bible is?  And I do mean miraculous.  It is here today, the most widely distributed book in human history, because Jehovah, who inspired it, protects and guards it.

And because of that we can understand where we are in space and time, and why things are in such turmoil. And why our lives are so short now.   And it gives us clear hope that we are not abandoned to this, that the link, so fatally broken in Eden, will be restored.

Watching  one of the many progammes about the moon landing, and looking back and seeing the earth, a blue and white jewel floating in space, reminded me that,  in his Inspired word, thousands of years ago, Jehovah told us that the earth was a globe, or sphere, and that it is "hanging upon nothing".

Science did of course deduce that in time.  But that was the first time we actually saw it for ourselves.

And now that I am in my seventies and know how quickly our lives go, I can see we are just like "the blossom of the field", here today, and gone tomorrow.



My car was taken off for its MOT and needed new tyres, and a mysterious (and expensive) disc replacement. So I was housebound on Monday, but did do a walk, via the Pharmacy to pick up the next lot of our medication.

Mike and Joanne (of PlanetExpat) visited yesterday. We booked a table at the Arun View.   We walked up there by the river -  it was a hot sunny day with a welcome sea breeze. Food and service excellent, as always.  I had salad with grilled Halloumi.  Col had fish (grilled) with chiips, Joanne had prawn sandwich and salad, and Mike had whitebait.  And we had tea and biscuits back at our flat after.

We talked a lot about old Expat times, of course.  Its funny how little I think about them, except when we meet up with ex-Expats.   I was different person back then, in the early days of expatting.  I knew nothing about the truth for a start - Christianity being called "the way of the truth".

It was so nice to see them both!  It must be 11 years... Time just rushes along. And we all agree that time in retirement hurtles along.  Which brings me back to the blossom of the field.