The sugary white beach sands of Florida ’s
Emerald Coast are said to be uncountable grains
of quartz eroded from the mountains far to the north. The cities of Wilmington ,
Delaware ; Baltimore ,
Maryland ; Washington ,
D.C. ; Richmond ,
Virginia ; Raleigh ,
North Carolina ; Columbia ,
South Carolina ; Macon ,
Georgia ; Montgomery , Alabama ;
and numerous others are outposts along the “Fall Line” of the eastern seaboard,
marking where the ocean once met the land and where eons later waterfalls and
rapids set the limit that colonial ships could travel up the rivers. All of the land between these cities and
today’s coast was created from the rocks of the timelessly ancient Appalachians .
And yet these mountains are still majestic for all of that
wear and tear. The clouds ever cling to
the Smoky Mountains ,
while in Virginia , as the Blue
Ridge , the mountains rise as the rocky fence that for the early
colonists divided the new land between what they called east and west.
I recently spent a week in Gatlinburg , Tennessee ,
on the western side of the Smokies. In the
morning the view of Mt.
LeConte and other
towering peaks greeted me, and at night they fed evening reverie.
Each evening of the week the family gathered for a
devotional on a wide porch with that marvelous view as our backdrop. Each adult family member, often helped by a
younger participant, took a turn leading us in song, prayer, scripture study,
and a spiritual message. Spiritual
thoughts came easy in that setting. On
one evening in full twilight I called upon the setting for my visual aid.
The mountains of the East are distinguished by being
blanketed in forest framing the occasional meadow, with very infrequent exposed
rock. I drew attention to the forest
covering, noting that among the woodland growth there were a fair number of
trees shorn of every leaf—long dead. I
remarked that all of the living trees that we saw would die in turn, and that
the mountains themselves were steadily disappearing, imperceptibly wearing away. We live in a world that of itself is a world
of steady decay, with no earthly exceptions.
And then the point of the message (with little ones in
attendance you have to reach the point soon enough): each one of us is older than the mountains
before us. Our Heavenly Father told us long
before time all about this world and His plan for us here while we lived in His
presence in His eternal home that preexisted the earth. From that eternal world we were sent to a
world where all was change and where decay prevailed. This temporary world is our learning,
growing, and testing ground, where we have full freedom to choose who and what
we want to become.
Into this world of death and decay Jesus Christ was sent by
His Father and our Father to redeem every good thing, including (most of all)
those who would choose to rely upon His power and grace to become good and be
brought back into the eternal worlds of the Father’s presence. All good, all beauty, all loveliness of this
world would be saved by Christ and amplified where moth and rust do not corrupt. That was the power that Christ the Redeemer
won by His atoning sacrifice. As
beautiful and great as the view before us, Christ came that we might rise above
and lay claim forever to it all, losing nothing worth keeping. Most of all, that included especially all of us gathered
on that porch and our eternal relationship as family.
And that was the lesson of the mountains and the forests
before us, presented in fewer words. But
the truth of the message lingers and will not wear away.