Animals in the Eyes of Children

My son, Daniel, fell and fractured his femur several weeks ago, right before his second birthday.  For almost two weeks we were stuck inside on the sofa, waiting for the pain and swelling to go down, reading books and watching movies and coloring over and over and over…and over.  Finally, he was comfortable enough to move around a little bit and was able to take rides in a wagon which accommodated his large spica cast.

Our first trip out of the house in two weeks was to the Louisville Zoo.  I was so excited to get out of the house and I knew Daniel would love seeing all the animals (and of course, so would I).   So off we went, fifteen minutes down the highway with our new zoo pass, to see all of God’s wonderful creatures.

A funny thing happens when you go to the zoo with small children.  All parents recognize and bemoan this funny little habit (often out loud, together, as families crowd around the animal enclosures), this odd perception held by child too young to know better: they don’t distinguish between the relative values we adults have given to different animals.  In the pen of the grand, tall giraffes was a pond, right by the fence where visitors stood to observe (supposedly) the giraffes.  But in the pond was a small flock of Canadian geese.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The children loved the geese.  They talked about their feathers.  They ooh’d and ahh’d as the birds groomed themselves.  They laughed when they waddled into the water or flapped theirwings.

By the enclosure of a monotonously pacing cougar, a little chipmunk scurried around the rocks and flowers.  Daniel was enthralled by the tiny, speedy, striped creature.  I held him up to see the cougar, which he called a “kiki Lilo” (after our “kitty, Philo”, the official name of all cats, lions and tigers everywhere) and then struggled to turn around and see what else there was.  Basically telling me, yeah, mom we have one of those at home, but what’s that!?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He was equally interested in the zebra and the ducks in their pond.  He didn’t care much for the lions, who were just napping (“kiki Lilo leeeping!”).

I encountered a few very frustrated parents, practically yelling at their children, “LOOK at the ZEBRAS!”  But I just had to smile and laugh.  It takes a child to help you remember that all animals are wonderful.  Each created by God with a design unique to itself.

Of course lions and tigers don’t walk around our backyards, and elephants and giraffes are magnificent for their sheer size, and I love the graceful beauty of the many different species of antelope and deer.  But still, what’s not to love about a mallard duck?  They have lovely faces, soft brown eyes, glossy green feathers tipping their wings.  Their waddle is sort of funny and it’s endlessly fun (if you’re two-years-old anyway) to watch them dunk themselves under the water.  Adults, we are just so used to these creatures that they are part of a boring, static background to our daily lives.  When neighborhoods with fancy landscaped ponds, or airports, or golf courses round up ducks or geese to exterminate them, very few people mind, notice, or object.  But if we rounded up the lions on the savannah, or the monkeys in the jungles, all hell would break loose with all the advocates clamoring for the insanity and cruelty to stop!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Looking beyond the economics, the rights of human property owners, the concerns of land management, or endangerment, which invariably and often rightly inform our moral judgment, and just looking at the animals themselves: what’s the difference?

Is a duck more or less valuable in the eyes of God than a zebra?  Did God create lions “good” and chipmunks “mediocre”?  When He breathed life into each of them, did He reserve some better, more majestic spirit for the elephants, and give only the leftover breath to the geese?  I don’t think we would find any such observation in Scripture.

So praise God that our little children are closer to the truth than are we.  Scripture says that we all ought to come to God like little children – impressionable, trusting, and unstained by the world.  I am always finding new ways in which I think that attitude, in general, is a right and good one.

Thank you Daniel for being fascinated by chipmunks and moths and ducks and sparrows.  Thank you for reminding mommy that the little birds in our backyard are glorious creations of God in their own right, heedless of our comparisons of them to eagles.  Thank you for bringing God praise by enjoying all that He created, unbiased by our adult concerns.

Lord help me approach You and your Creation more like a child.

Picture credits:

goose – Clarity, chipmunk – Hart Curt, lion – Corey Leopold

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Of Mice and Men (and Mercy)

There were three of us, early that humid September morning, sharing in the spectacle of life and death, animal survival and human dominion.  A chestnut Thoroughbred mare, a tiny, drowning gray mouse, and me.

I walked into the barn that morning, halter slung over my shoulder and grooming tote in hand, and a stirring motion in the mare’s water bucket caught my eye.  I gasped when I saw the tiny tip of a tiny mouse nose barely above the water.   Tail straight down, little body paddling vainly, the creature was pathetically and frantically twirling in circles.  The sides of the bucket were slick and straight, and the edge was six inches above him.  He had probably fallen in from the rafters, and now, struggling furiously, he was completely unable to save himself, condemned to drown in the bottom of a bucket.

But then I had walked in.  I ran immediately ran for a grain scoop and scooped the little creature out.  To some this may sound inexplicable, but I was so relieved that he was okay that I was beaming like a child who has just made his parents very proud.  The mouse huddled in the back of the scoop, a soaking wet, scrawny little varmint – worthless dead or alive, this whole drama really meaning nothing in the grand scheme of things.  Or so most would say.

There we were: a Thoroughbred mare, valuable on the market, beautiful in the eyes of the world, a little gray mouse, worthless, or perhaps worth more dead, and me, in the image of God, given responsibility and dominion over both.  My choice to determine both their fates.

I looked at the horse, tall, sleek, regal.  I looked at the mouse, tiny, fragile, soaked.  The horse invoked images of galloping through green fields, of the splendor of racehorses, and of kings on parade.  Of course she deserved my attention, my care, my time.  The mouse made me think of a hole chewed in my leather riding gloves, feces on the barn floor, and The Plague.

Given that history, I should have let him drown.

But  from the second I saw him, I simply could not.  Every force in my heart told me to pull him out of the bucket.  There was no other way.  Why?  Why save a mouse?  Why did there exist such inner compulsion to save a tiny little life?  The life of a mouse who might chew up something else in the tack room, and, even in the best scenario, is now easy prey for the barn cats?  Why did my heart despair to see his struggle, then leap joyfulfully to see him shake himself off and peer up at me?

I let him loose in the woods at the edge of the property and he ran off into the grass and bushes.

Because, I thought, that is mercy.  And I have known great mercy from God.

Because, I thought, that mouse belongs to God.  And I am in the image of God.

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For the East Coast

Two years ago I shared this inspiring excerpt from a book on the blog.  I came across it today as I was going through my archives.  It struck me, this time around, as a symbol of hope for our East Coast, battling in just this last week an earthquake, and now preparing for a hurricane.

From Year of Wonders by Geraldine Brooks (2002)

Set in 1665 England, in a small town quarantined because of the Plague.

“It is a strange prospect, our main street these days.  I used to rue its dustiness in summer and mudiness in winter, the rain all rizen in the wheel ruts making glassy hazards for the unwary stepper.  But now there is neither ice nor mud nor dust, for the road is grassed over, with just a cow track down the center where the slight use of a few passing feet has worn the weeds down.  For hundreds of years, the people of this village have pushed Nature back from its precincts.  It has taken less than a year to begin to reclaim its place.  In the very middle of the street, a walnut shell lies broken, and from it, already, sprouts a sapling that wants to grow up to block our way entire.  I have watched it from its first seed leaves, wondering when someone would pull it out.  No one has yet done so, and now it stands already a yard high.  Footprints testify that we are all walking around it.  I wonder if its indifference, or whether, like me, others are so brimful of endings that they cannot bear to wrench even a scrawny sapling from its tenuous grip on life.”

That little tree was a symbol of hope – a promise that life does go on – a reminder that though your world seems turned upside down there are still constants and signs of hope, which occur without fanfare throughout creation: oblivious to the surrounding human suffering, a broken shell sprouts a seedling, which grow up into a tree, like they have done since the beginning of time.  The recognition of the steadfastness of creation, the perseverance of life, even amidst plague, earthquakes, and hurricanes, is a comfort to the human soul.

But of what greater comfort is the steadfastness of the love of God!

My family has been hit with several life-shaking events over the past week as well, though we’re insulated from the East Coast weather patterns here in Kentucky.  Nine days ago my almost-two-year-old son slipped on the floor and fractured his femur.  As I was dialing the number to call the doctor, and as Daniel lay screaming and crying on the sofa, my dad called and told me that his mother, who has been ill for years, has been diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, and this time will not recover.  She has days, maybe a week or two to live.  Pause.  I was speechless.  To my horror, he continued.  My grandfather, from the other side of the family, was just diagnosed with advanced colon cancer, which has spread to his liver.  He would go in for surgery two days later.  Like an earthquake, my steady little world was shaken, all in a matter of minutes, and I lost my balance and desperately needed a grip.

Through tears and confusion, trying to process this all, and comfort my toddler crying in pain, God graciously brought this verse to my mind:

“But we have this treasure [the light of the Gospel] in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us.  We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed; always carrying in the body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be manifested in our bodies.”(2 Corinthians 4:7-10)

I got out my Bible (i.e. opened my netbook and Googled “2 Corinthians, ESV”) and read it.  Then I read it again.

Who could argue?  We are fragile and breakable.  We are easily overwhelmed.  But the surpassing power of God – not us – brings us through.  And it brings us through. Every. Single. Time. Without fail.  And as He perseveres us through affliction, through confusion, through forsakenness, through injury, our very lives, despite their frailty – no, because of our frailty –  show the world that HE is our hope.  He is far more than a tiny tree pushing up the ground to reach for new life – He IS the solid ground we stand on when the earth shakes.  He IS the life we live when we are dying.  He is the hope and the light we look to when our friends or relatives or neighbors are suffering.  When we rely on Him through all these stages of death and despair, we display the eternal life of Jesus within us.

It is the kind of hope you see through tears, but then what a mighty hope indeed it appears, when all else has failed, to realize that God is all you need, and that His love, through faith in Christ, is free.

As I contemplated this amazing mercy, Daniel still crying, his leg growing swollen, the phone still in my hand, I steadied myself against the back of the sofa.  New tears and emotion overwhelmed my despair.  The Lord is so good, I thought. The Lord is so good.  And He is enough.     

East Coast – your world is shaken, and the hurricane’s path moves steadily onward, now just a day away, but God’s love is steadfast and eternal.  Far more than a glimmer of hope, the reconciliation He offers through faith in Christ is the radiant light of everlasting life in His presence.  In light of that glory, we can say of every conceivable trial:

So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal.” (2 Corinthians 4:16-18)

photo: CC Ian’s Shutter Habit

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Out of the Silence…

Hi friends,

I’ve been away for another long stretch, as seems to happen frequently around here.  I wanted to post a few announcements out of the silence so you all know what is going on and what to expect with the future of this blog.

The sudden halt in posts about the environment came because I began experiencing severe wrist pain, first in one wrist, then the other, then both simultaneously, and I was pretty well out of commission regarding computer use.  It was one more manifestation of pain of a slew of them throughout my body.  I’ve been going to doctors consistently for about a year now, trying to pinpoint the source or cause of the pain that has been attacking many of my joints.   I think we’re on the right track now, but still probably far away from any sort of effective treatment.

I’ve been having mostly good days for a while now, and want to start writing again. I constantly think of and jot down ideas for posts, bookmark interesting articles in the news and blogosphere, and have continued to interact with others in the creation care community.  I’m eager to share what God has been working in my heart and throughout the world of animal welfare.

For several reasons the focus of the blog is going to narrow a bit.  My education is in animal and food sciences – essentially everything from farm to fork: genetics to breeding to slaughter to food borne disease epidemiology to food marketing.  Though I have a deep passion for the environment as a Christian cause, because I need to limit my computer and research time (for physical reasons as well as to not unduly burden myself as a wife, mom and seminary student) most of my posts from here on out will focus on Christian response and responsibility regarding animal welfare and food, and all the many ways the two are linked (with a sprinkling of vegetable gardening and cooking, my favorite personal hobbies).  This area of discourse will certainly overlap with many environmental issues, but I will not be writing articles on specifically environmental concerns which would require extensive research outside of my area of education.

I had hoped to have the time and energy over the summer to tackle a series on the environment and poverty that required a great deal of research, since much of the information was new to me.  What I learned as I did research provoked me to tears and anger and a desire to let as many people as possible know about the link between the two.  But with the wrist pain and my family’s ever-changing schedule, I believe God was nonetheless telling me to take a step back toward my area of expertise, where I can use what God has given me stewardship of: first and foremost the witness of Scripture, and then the resources of my education, research, former professors, friends in the field, and my own working and personal experience.

If your primary interest in following The Christian and Creation was to read about a Christian environmentalism, I’ve updated the blogroll on the right of the page with some wonderful Christian groups who work in the field of conservation and environmental education for the glory of God.  I will continue to link to articles on the environment from some great Christian resources here on the blog.

Let me know if you have any questions or concerns, or perhaps particular animal or food related issues you’d like to see discussed here!  I’d love to hear from you.

Grace and Peace,

Lauren

P.S. with a shift back to a focus on animal-related issues, perhaps you all can help me think of a catchy new name for the blog?  Send me any ideas!  I’ve always toyed around with the idea of changing it, but I guess I’m not especially creative :)

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More Than Save The Trees

Poverty and Forest Management

Saving the people and  livelihoods of Niger through reforestation of desertified regions

Niger ranks 174 out of 177 countries on the Human Development Index.  60% of its population lives on under $1 a day.  50% of Niger’s children are undernourished.  Four fifths of its land falls in the Saharan desert and is more affected than most regions by climate change.  Droughts are expected to begin coming with greater frequency.

Niger is in trouble.  The immediate reaction to a need for more food – that is, for greater agricultural productivity – is to plant and grow on every inch of land, at the expense of the natural environment if necessary.  People need to eat.  At times like this a “sustained environment” is a luxury that cannot be afforded.

But as with any other issue, the solution is not so simple.  For Niger, in fact, the solution that seemed the simplest spelled disaster.   

Niger’s story of environmental degradation began in the 1930s, with French colonization.  Eager to profit from their newly acquired lands, the French pushed local farmers to grow export crops and put policies in place that discouraged sustainable treatment of the farmland.  The native trees and shrubs were slashed and burned to make way for the crops, and native animals were driven away.  While the French implemented a health care system that expanded longevity and increased live births, it also placed great stress on the environment. 

Niger’s post-colonial government inherited a land whose natural resources were stretched perilously thin. In the 1960s and 70s the new government’s farming and environmental policies, an explosion of population growth, and a series of devastating droughts turned Niger’s farmland into desert waste. 

Through decades of disregarding environmental stability, policy makers had designed their own national disaster.   Droughts and famines began to sink their teeth into Niger, and without a stable natural environment, without trees, without fertile soil, without native wildlife, and without safe sources of water, Niger and its people could not fight back.

Niger desert

If only someone had cried “save the trees.”

In the 1980s, someone finally did.  A farmer-led movement of natural reforestation aimed to increase agricultural yield, income, food security and self-reliance for impoverished farmers.  Now, thiry years later, they have accomplished just that: harvests have risen, soil fertility and ability to withstand drought has increased, and erosion has decreased.  Nutrition for women and children has increased, the status of women has been elevated, and children have been enabled to attend school. 

Because of trees?  Yes!   Someone realized they needed to save the native trees and restore the natural environment to protect the people.    

Because the people of Niger cannot be separated from their environment. 

With the return of trees came the return of native animal species.  Birds came to nest in the trees and their droppings helped fertilize the crops.  The trees made farming more efficient – the farmers need only to plant seeds once, since the trees prevent loss of seeds and seedlings by protecting them from desert winds.  The trees’ roots improved water infiltration and soil retention.  All of these factors increased soil productivity.  Because of increased soil productivity and raised water tables families are now able to not only produce their staple grains, but also commit extra time to cash crops such as tomatoes, onions, sweet potatoes and watermelon, increasing their own nutrition and also bringing in extra income to pay for school, medicine and improved housing. 

Through this re-greening process, over 5 million hectacres have been transformed, an area about the size of Costa Rica.   

Communities with natural vegetation improving the soil and protecting it from winds are better insulated from the affects of the cyclical droughts, which are expected to increase due to climate change. 

In 2005 a four-year-long drought hit Niger.   In a sad example of the impact of desertification, in the community of Maradi an estimated 15 children died each week of starvation during 2005.  The Aguie District, which had rehabilitated its natural environment and could harvest products from the trees to sell in exchange for grain, did not rely on famine relief and avoided a single death.

The areas in Niger participating in the reforestation program are now living sustainably.  They have fewer worries, fewer deaths, more security, more food, more productivity, and more opportunities to improve their lives.     

People are only as healthy as their environment.  Yes, we love trees because God made them; they glorify Him in their very being.  But when someone finally said, “save the trees” they meant, “save the people who rely on these trees and this environment.  Save Niger.”  So we might cry out “save the ocean,” “save the river,” “save the mountains,” “save the soil,”  “save the prairie.”   God in his wisdom put humans into an environment for a reason: because it provides for them and protects them.  Our responsibility is “to serve and to keep” (Genesis 2:15) that environment, for our own good and for God’s glory. 

All statistics and references are from the UN Poverty-Environment Initiative report  which you can read here.

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Christians in Conservation, Alleviating Poverty

A Rocha (a- RAW-sha), meaning “the rock” in Portuguese, is an international Christian organization committed to conservation – and through conservation improving the lives of the rural poor who depend directly on the natural resource base. 

A Rocha’s introductory video highlights the link between the environment and poverty:

“There is a misconception that investing in conservation is contrary to investing in people’s livelihoods, that it is a luxury.  But the idea that you need to get rich first, then worry about your environment later, is not only untrue, it’s dangerous.  The fact is the majority of the poorest people in the majority of the poorest countries in the world continue to depend heavily on natural resources.  However, experts have confirmed that 60% of the world’s ecosystems are degraded or unsustainably used.   This has direct impact on the livelihoods of the poor.  They have concluded that if we want to cut in half the number of people living in extreme poverty and meet Millennium Development Goals to reduce poverty, hunger, and disease by 2015 the world’s natural resources need to be managed sustainably.”   

*just a reminder, find the Christian and Creation page on Facebook!

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Poverty and The Environment

We’re finally starting our news series!  I’m very excited about this.  We left off with seven theological reasons why Christians should care about the environment.  Read the conclusion here.

Those posts finished up with the promise of a new series dedicated entirely to one overpowering reason why Christians should care about the environment: Environmental degradation affects first and most harshly the poor and marginalized, those will no voice and no power – exactly those whom Christians are called to defend and love.

So here we go.

Introduction to Poverty and The Environment.

Sustainability and the Privilege of Wealth

“Sustainable” is a buzzword these days.  It’s trendy.  It’s on marketing signs and cool apartment buildings in the city.  It’s a cool idea.  Sustainable means able to support and renew itself.  At some level I think we can all understand how sustainable resources and products are good – they can save money despite an upfront cost, don’t hurt the environment, and lately are sort of a status symbol. 

But what we also know in middle class America, is that we don’t need to be sustainable.  We can recycle our cans and water bottles, or not, and just trash them.  We can subscribe to solar, wind, or coal power.  We can use cloth diapers and wash them, or avoid the hassle and use plastic.  We can buy sustainably raised meat products, or the bulk bag at Sam’s Club.  We can’t really see the difference.       

We have choice.  And often the less sustainable product or source is cheaper, or easier, or more convenient.  So despite being in the place of wealthy privilege, having choices, we choose the cheaper option, and we never feel any repercussions.  As far as we know, it really doesn’t matter.  All this noise about “sustainability” could just be a marketing gimmick.   At the very least, since it doesn’t seem to benefit us, it doesn’t matter to us.  And why should we ever choose anything that doesn’t benefit us?

If we are Christians, we have a very good reason to choose something that doesn’t benefit us.  Jesus came from heaven to earth to become incarnate as a man, live a life of perfect obedience to God, and bear all of God’s wrath against sin on the cross, to benefit others.  He commands us to do the same.  The practice of serving others even at a cost to ourselves is not something we can opt in or out of like we do everything else in our consumer society.  It’s not a lifestyle you chose like an outfit.  It is a new life given by God for God’s glory.  It is a command, upon which Jesus placed no restrictions. 

But does sustainability really benefit anyone? 

Yes.  Really. Even us, though we don’t see it yet. 

We are so insulated from environmental degradation as a wealthy nation that we can effectively, completely ignore it.  When our local water source runs out, we’ll just pay a little more and ship it in.  When our soil is unproductive, we’ll just contract out more farms in Mexico.  When our mountains are blown to bits for coal, we’ll just dig deeper or import it if necessary.  We’ll do anything we need to do, because we can afford to not have to change our lifestyles and face the reality of an impending crisis.

But the poor cannot hide from, move away from, or pay to cover up the consequences of the world’s environmental downslide.  When their water table drops below the depth of their wells, they can’t grow crops, wash, or drink.  When their soil is depleted from growing crops for export, they can’t eat. When their energy source is gone, they can’t simply switch providers.  When global climate change raises the water levels and their homes are destroyed they can’t cash in on their insurance plan.  When their ocean waters are overfished, fishermen can’t simply change occupations and find new sources of income.

It is for the sake of the poor around the world, in addition to our own futures, that we must keep God’s earth productive through sustainability.  Eventually, perhaps in our children’s lifetimes, even America will not be able to buy its way out of its share in the consequences. 

What we do with our water, with our coal emissions, with our wood products, with our agriculture, with our food choices, affects the poor, the vulnerable, and the marginalized, and disproportionately women and children.  We chose based on our convenience, allowing the poor across the world to bear the accumulating cost. 

Environmental degradation negatively affects the poor, primarily affects the poor, keeps the poor in poverty and away from education, contributes to the continuing oppression of women, and the poor are rarely responsible for the degradation that so affects them.  In this series, Poverty and the Environment, we’re going to focus on how the environment affects the poor and what role we play in the global equation.

We’ll look at:

Poverty and water resources

Poverty and global climate change

Poverty and forest resources

Poverty and soil conservation

Poverty and biodiversity

Poverty, women, children and the environment

 Poverty, education, and the environment        

Let us say with Job, “Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has not my soul grieved for the poor?”  and take action. (Jon 30:25) 

“Because of the oppression of the weak and the groaning of the needy, I will now arise, says the LORD, I will protect them from those who malign them. ” (Psalm 12:5 ) 

God cares for and protect the poor.  God calls us to care for and protect the poor.  He will empower us to that end.  Right now, no matter what our situation or location, we can learn about the incredible struggles they face, pray that God would open our eyes to righteous action, and be faithful to “not grow weary in doing good,” whatever form it may take (2 Thess 3:13).

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Think You Don’t Have Room to Garden?

Its a perfect wintery wonderland here in Louisville, Kentucky, so naturally I’m sitting by the fire, sipping hot coffee and…planning my spring garden!

I came across the most creative gardening idea I think I’ve ever seen!  I might try it just because it looks so cool, but this is a fantastic idea for anyone who thinks they don’t have enough room to garden.

You’ll get a kick out of it as soon as you see the picture of container gardening like you’ve never seen it before!

Grace and peace,

Lauren

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Last Minute Christmas Gifts

Just wanted to share with you these awesome bumper stickers by Restoring Eden.  My favorite:

“God’s original plan was to hang out in a garden with naked vegetarians.”

Sounds crazy, but so true.

Enjoy!

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A Children’s Book Review

I’m happy to write a review of the new children’s book Care for Creation by Christy Baldwin, illustrated by Shelly Draven.

The book presents practical ways that children can become environmentally conscious.  From turning off their lights, to explaining wind and water power, it helps them understand that our resources are not things to be taken for granted.  Our water does not merely come from our faucets, but affects the global watershed.  Our trash and recyclables do not stop at our curb, but go on to either pollute, or to be reused.  Even a small child could read this with parents and learn that they can do something small to help preserve resources.

The first thing you notice about the book is the bright and colorful illustrations.  A picture of wind turbines spinning over rows of grains in particular caught my eye.  Any child will love looking at the pages over and over.   Each page contains a few tidbits on the environment, a Scripture verse, and a large illustration.

The Scripture verses used are mostly from The Message, of which I am not a fan, but I understand the need for simple explanatory language for children.  Hebrews 13:16 is appropriately tied in to the small sacrifices of taking shorter showers and remembering to turn off the faucets while brushing teeth.  This is a great verse to show children that every good work is seen and loved by their heavenly Father.    “If we continue to pollute the air we will lose our view of the moon and stars” is coupled with Psalms 8:3-4, “When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them?”  This is beautiful.  I hope parents take the time with their children to explain that when we see the stars we are seeing God’s very own handiwork and it should cause us to marvel at his immense power and yet his intimate care for us.  The book certainly points toward that, but does not say it outright.  It should be a conversation starter.

What I wish had come across more clearly is that we ought to preserve the earth not for the planet’s sake, but to honor God. The Scripture verses ground the text in the Bible, but the book definitely needs additional input from parents to explain the connection between the practical advice offered by the author, and the holy words of God.  However, the need for parental interaction is not a bad thing for a children’s book.  In fact, I hope as parents read it they learn as well and formulate their own Biblical connections to creation care as they explain the verses to their children.  The Word of God never returns void.

I would love to see the book make a more direct connection between keeping the earth clean and being able to see the glory of God.  Why should we desire to see the moon and stars?  Because they are lovely?  Yes, but greater than that, because God is lovely and he is their Creator.  This blog is subtitled “glorifying the Creator” because I believe that a Biblical worldview for environmentalism proclaims that the glory of God is the highest priority, above and beyond keeping the earth for the earth’s sake or even ours.

The assertion found in the book, “it is a sin to harm creation,” might be a little startling to some people, especially those who have not already been involved in some sort of thought process regarding the Bible and environmentalism.  While I agree that it is a sin, it may take much more than a children’s book to convince some (or, sadly, many) parents that destroying creation is actually sinful.  I applaud the author for being so forthright!

I suppose I shall never be a children’s author, because I cannot imagine tackling such a large subject as environmentalism and putting it into so few pages and words!  There is always more to be said, but, although I wish there was a bit more explanation of the glory of God in his creation (to close the gap between the author’s practical insight and the Scripture), this book is surely worthy of a spot on my son’s bookshelf, to be discussed and put into practice.

On a related note, I think it would be wonderful for a children’s book on creation to mention that destruction of the environment often affects the poorest people first, long before the affluent Western middle classes.  As our greatest command from God is to love Him and love our neighbors, this is a primary motivation for creation care.  Perhaps this could be a second book?

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