I came across this scripture the other day: Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God (Matthew 5:8 KJV).
It made me realize that if you want to find God, look at nature. I'm not 100% if this interpretation is accurate for only God knows his Word, but this feels right.
I think about this quite often. I know I used to complain about bills, but just for a moment, I'd like to put myself in the shoes of others.
God could have made me a plant. They are beautiful and debt free. They spend time as they see fit, or do they? All day everyday they stretch every appendage possible toward the sky in praise of His glory. Night and morning and morning into the night. They live the same life. And when they stop their worship—they die.
God could have made me marijuana. Everyone would have an opinion about me, but I would not care. My destiny was to be born only to die a slow painful death of fire and suffering. I wonder what that plant ever did to deserve such a fate.
God could have made me a wolf. Hunting. Eating. Surviving. Dying. I guess most animals live like this, barely capable of sustaining their family. Abundance and stability don't even exist in their language.
God could have made me a vulture. Blessed with wings that could carry me anywhere, but such a blessing came at a steep cost. My job on earth would be to eat the dead and disgusting things. Even though I loathe the taste and texture of my dinner, it would be the only thing I could stomach.
God could have made me a fish. Trapped in the vast galaxy beneath the earth. Forever traveling the world but never able to see its pure glory. Worst of all I would be unable to comprehend the other realms I can never set foot upon.
God could have made me bacteria. Stuck in a both infinite and finite world that feels like home and prison. Forever depending on the negligence of humans in order to survive.
God could have made me the sun. Everyone would need me to survive, but I could never get too close to anyone. What a lonely existence that would be.
God could have made me the earth. Everyone would walk right over me and I have little power to stop them. In the times I did snap, I would hurt the guilty and innocent alike. I bet the earth has anger management issues.
God could have made me the waters of the ocean. A formidable force trapped behind enemy lines in the sand. I would hate to have to show restraint to the humans who treat me like trash.
Alas, God made me human, with dominion over all animals, insects, birds and fishes (Gen 1:26). He made me in His image (Gen 1:27) giving me the power to create just like him.
What an honor it is to be a human.
**Disclaimer all praise belongs to the one true God, I am merely a conduit, He is the source**