I walk a lot. 
These things happen when you are a transit commuter.
Heightened Sensitivity
The past week or so, my sensitivity heightened by flowers emerging from sand bags, I have been noticing sundry plants growing in and through pavement. 
Now, it’s not like I had never seen this — after all, I am a kid from the suburbs. But in the clarified air of heightened awareness and slow movement, I’ve begun to see.
General Revelation
Yesterday at the transit mall, a fresh, young Biola transfer, upon discovering I am a Talbot student, asked about general revelation. She had come across it in her reading for class. I told her about trees and ideas and knowledge and critters. 
She offered psychology — her major — as part of general revelation. I wholeheartedly agreed: Psychologists are sages (ht: John Coe), I offered, like Solomon, whose book, Proverbs, is a special revelation account of general revelation.
Plants in the Pavement
What does this have to do with plants growing through pavement? 
Well, any life that exists any where is from God — however glorious or corrupted that life may be. And everything from God bears his artist’s imprint. So, as small and weak as the grass appears, the life within is anything but. Though God has given us the freedom to snuff out particular life, life continues to insist upon itself.
He has made it so.
Originally published Sep 8, 2010
