What if we made that kind of commitment ourselves? To take care of the earth, of creation. To take responsibility for it. To understand that in God’s eyes, our identity is to be stewards, not consumers. I don’t have any illusions that using my air conditioning less is going to stop Climate Change, or that my reusing bags is going to prevent the Great Garbage Patch in the ocean from killing whales, or taking my own to-go container with me to restaurants for leftovers is going to from keeping plastic out of the food supply. I confess to you that the scientist in me can get very grim, when I think about record-breaking Arctic temperatures, year after year after year, or century-floods that come every decade now. But what I know is that the place to begin is not fear. It is gratitude.
Resilience is built right into us. Baked into us. Code that can be turned on at just exactly the right time. And the even more amazing part is that we can pass that resilience down to our children. That switch that turns on at just the right time? We pass that down, too. We don’t just pass down the potential for resilience, we pass down resilience itself.
We are fearfully and wonderfully made, the Psalmist writes. And the more I learn, the more I am astounded. Just astounded.