Births and Deaths

 2 Corinthians 5:16-21

New Living Translation (NLT)

 ¹⁶ So we have stopped evaluating others from a human point of view. At one time we thought of Christ merely from a human point of view. How differently we know him now! ¹⁷ This means that anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new person. The old life is gone; a new life has begun!
 ¹⁸ And all of this is a gift from God, who brought us back to himself through Christ. And God has given us this task of reconciling people to him. ¹⁹ For God was in Christ, reconciling the world to himself, no longer counting people’s sins against them. And he gave us this wonderful message of reconciliation. ²⁰ So we are Christ’s ambassadors; God is making his appeal through us. We speak for Christ when we plead, “Come back to God!” ²¹ For God made Christ, who never sinned, to be the offering for our sin,^[a] so that we could be made right with God through Christ.

Births and deaths. There are new things that happen in our lives that cause rebirths of realizing Gods love and our need for knowing and feeling Gods love. There are also deaths that mark the ends of pieces that we used to be. All these things happening in this small tiny sprint called life to do our best to neither gain or loose that love that God pours upon us.

There was a birth yesterday, among the trees. Among the tall trees of Doug Fir, Red giants and spunky Pines. My feet move swiftly upon the earth with company as we laughed and jumped on duff. Getting lost, following tracks as they bend around mountains and switch back and forth. Smells of steel, coal and Ponderosa Pine. I am distracted by the vibrant greens and browns that shimmer from glory rays through tree tops. Beautiful.
 Jetting off the tracks to run and explore massive trunks and stumps like curious kids we were created to be. Glory to God in the highest.

This tent was hugged into the creation that is always new yet so old. But constantly being rediscovered. Being born into different seasons and perspectives. New eyes... Revivals.

There are deaths too... But all of it comes to this:
I am a new creation. Because of all of these things I am made new. Everyday.