Most mornings I wake up within the exact same ten minutes. Even on the weekends, I find it difficult to sleep beyond that ten minute time frame. How’s that for order of circadian rhythm?
All this order talk made me think about other things that run with such impeccable order and precision, like the ocean with its lulling waves rolling on shore one after the other.
I also thought of the human body and how intricately scabs heal over and how systematically the body operates internally without any medical or scientific help. Our immune systems and digestive systems are examples of two well-oiled machines within us.
But then of course, I thought of my children waking me, breaking that circadian rhythm. And tsunami’s in the ocean crashing on land, wreaking havoc among the roiling and angry waves. Finally, my mind landed on cancer and pancreatitis, disorder to the body, affecting three of my family members currently. Was it supposed to be like this?
I’m going to get a little philosophical on you now, so if you don’t feel like entertaining thoughts like these, hop on over and get creative in my String a Story Together Contest. And if you feel like being philosophical, think on this one and then go be creative in the contest.
~~~That is the question of the hour though, was it supposed to be like this? With the exception of my children waking me (that one was just for fun), was the earth supposed to have tsunami’s? And people, cancer? Order turned to chaos. Off the top of my head I can’t quote anything or provide a Biblical answer for this. I have my suspicions, but if you have a strong opinion and even better, if you find something in Scripture that discusses this, I’d love to know.
When did order get whacked and was that always in the cards for earth and for the human body? Or did biting into that one apple throw the whole world off course?
Sometimes I feel like the only one with young children who thinks about such things. Prove me wrong.
*photos by flickr