This is My Body

Part I

My body is awesome, created by God and filled with God's Spirit; made of an unimaginably large number of parts, some large enough to be easily seen; some so small that who knows what they're called? They have all worked together, wonderfully in balance for a long time. But if some were to "go crazy," I would have cancer.

If any of my organs has run amok with cancer, it diverts my body's resources into frantically making useless cells which only starve and disrupt normal cells, eventually shutting down the functions of that and other parts of my body.

Could anythig be worse? Yes. An attitude of such denial that it is saying, "Don't worry, things are o.k., I don't need anything like major surgery or chemo or radiation. That might disrupt my lifestyle. If I wait long enough there will be better, less painful treatments. Pain now? I can take something for that."

Would I live? Or die? I think we know the answer.

Part II

My name is Earth. I am awesomely, wonderfully made, created by God and filled with God's Spirit; with an unimaginably large number of parts, animals, plants and minerals, working together in a delicate balance that has lasted for millions of years.

Lately, some of the "brains," the creatures who can think and reflect on reality, the ones which should be the most ‘sensible,' have run amok. They have become a cancer. Calling it progress, economic development, a higher lifestyle, etc., they divert my precious, life-giving resources into frantic manufacture of more and more poisonous 'clutter.' Meanwhile, the more helpless ones among my creatures are starving, deprived of the land and water from which their food grows, and of their habitats -- which have been filled with the cancer. Will I live? Or die? Don't the "brains" know the answer?

I wonder why so many of the thinking beings are saying "Don't worry, things are o.k., we don't need to make major changes. There will be better technologies. Problems now? We can take fix those." Meanwhile, more and more parts of me are dying. Rapidly. Will I live? Or die? I know the answer. I am not in denial.