As far as anybody knows, and I mean anybody living, the highest point of creation in this universe is the human mind.  Discounting all the doubtful accounts of extra-terrestrial life, we are left with the human mind, from its basic amygdala to its super-reasoning outer cortex and helpful five senses, not counting those mysterious instincts in a pinch.  The Creator must have known what he was doing through all those years of evolution – a being who would thank him for it and appreciate what He’d accomplished.

Look at the red oak leaves in my back yard.  Each leaf is slightly different from the other, yet all bear the distinctive features that differentiate them from the black oak leaves on the tree one hundred yards down the line.  So with the human minds.  Each is slightly different, but bears the characteristics of the national origin of its owner which mark it for life.

This is not saying that one is superior to the other, but because of its DNA one may be able to accomplish more than the other, given the right circumstances.

And who determines those circumstances through chance?  God.

I know I should not be worrying about my daily bread, and thanks to a young friend, I now have a company that delivers frozen meals.  This is especially fortunate, since Loretta is incapacitated with a broken foot, and she used to take care of most of our daily meals.

The young, anonymous friend is none other than my son.  The Lord provided this rescuer some fifty odd years ago, and he’s grown up to take care of his family and fit his aging parents in, beside.  He is the epitome of generosity and kindness.  He makes the goodness of God come true.

I now have to thank not only God but my son, too.  This is an  epiphany of an occasion, for when I saw that jaundiced baby in the hospital nursery half a century ago, I never thought of this.

A few months ago I was sorely tempted to go against everything I’d been brought up to honor, and this morning was the day of revelation.  For a few lucid moments, I saw the consequences of that misstep on myself, the people involved, and my family.  I thanked the Holy Spirit for that momentary wisdom, and the temptation abated.  I was back to myself – maybe mischievous, but no longer bad.

We don’t always have that kind of insight, and if we do, it comes gradually, by degrees.  But we have to keep forging ahead, otherwise one fine morning we find ourselves in a predicament that we never foresaw.  The Creator has done a fine job of evolving the sapientia humanae, the human wisdom of the brain. Quite a step from our nearest relative, the gorilla.

Trusting in the being who has all the blue prints (the Creator) is a big step in an epiphany like this morning.

It’s strawberry season!  Today Terry O’Brien brought us a quart of those berries from Young’s Farm, and they were all completely red, ripe, and succulent.  I ate some with cream, but the cream taste dominated, so I finished the pint that I ate as they were, just washed.  There is something about Creation that entices.

We’ve had California strawberries from the supermarket, but compared to these berries they’re hard, 75% ripe and not as tasty.  Local berries take the prize.  Come and see how God intended them to be!

Sometimes we call them Nature at its best.  Nature, of course, is the generic name for things and beings grown as close to the original as we can get it.  We love to see growing things at their perfection, including humans undeformed by crime or wrong doing.

How did Russia become a Communist nation?  We were warned as early as 1917 in the apparitions at Fatima, and that very same year the Communist Party under Lenin made progress in Moscow.  The influence of one man!  We all have an impact.  Nobody grows old in a vacuum (empty space).

Each of us has some niche to fill, some role in the kingdom of God.  We know only a few handfuls of people, but through them we may reach a whole culture.  We are people of thought, action, prayer, communication, influence — who knows how far that may reach?

Be the best you can.  Oh, I know how hard it can be to fight human nature and the devil!  Why not take the easy way?  Sometimes the right path is an easy way, sometimes a hard way.  To each sensible person is given a way of figuring it out.