“The age of decay” – that’s what a prophetic friend of mine calls the time we live in now, the harsh, mostly unwelcome recognition that entropy wins. What is will wilt and fail us – our bodies, this groaning creation, the ones we love, the treasured dreams we clutch in this world will all break down and rot.
Not quite the jolly Christmas sentiment is it – but whoever said following Jesus was a cozy, sentimental thing. And no matter how you feel about that, it’s the perfect Advent posture as it shifts our gaze from our hopes coming undone here to the dear desire of every nation – the coming of Christ again, who will usher in a stronger, more beautiful world, better than our deepest imaginings. That’s why followers of Jesus always side with hope, living out the deep magic of God’s Kingdom already at work in this age of decay.
And hope give us the eyes to behold, even in the midst of decay, there is beauty.
A few images from the beautiful decay going on in my backyard – for you Paul.