The Son Changes Everything

For some reason, I tend to think that things will always stay the same, so when change occurs, it catches me off-guard. I held off taking pictures of some things upon my arrival at Kibidula, assuming I would capture those scenes at a later time. However, fields have grown. Flowers have died.

Things have changed.

You know, most of these changes happen because of the sun. The sun doesn’t just affect growing things, either… Bright blue school uniforms turn a slate gray. It doesn’t happen overnight, but over the course of time, change is evident. Indeed, sometimes this change transpires quite rapidly: Brianna left a red t-shirt on the clothesline for two days while she was in Iringa; when she returned, the red had faded to a dark pink everywhere the fabric had been exposed to the sun.

You know, change comes about due to the sun, but all change comes from the SON. Things grow. Hearts are warmed. Dark places are enlightened. Sometimes change occurs quite rapidly, sometimes years pass before a difference is noted, but the SON affects everything.

When I spend time in the SON, self fades. Character grows. God is glorified.

(Journal entry, March 14^th, 2014)