So I’m really getting into caving (speleunking for those particular types).  There is a cave about 15 minutes from me that is great.  It doesn’t require ropes or harnesses, and I can fit inside with relative ease (no small feat for someone 6′2 and 250 lbs.).

Anyways, once inside, I find myself in an extremely different world.  Not a fictional world, like under the mountain in the Lord of the Rings (though I do often hope to find a hidden throne room), but a world where the beauty of very simple things is manifested.  I mean, seriously, a cave is just rock, dirt, and water.  Yet, the formations are endless, and the elements make up the home of many incredible animals and insects.

And it was in the cave the last time that I realized how God had made the cave something beautiful by using elements that are so simple, and how He does the same everyday in our lives.  How Paul knew what he was talking about when he said that God chose the simple and the weak to confound the wise and the strong.  When God works, there is no question.  The elements He uses have no inherent value in themselves.  Rather, they are made useful and beautiful because they are in the hands of the Endlessly Creative, the Joyous Maker.

Too often I find myself forgetting that I am only dirt at my core.  I think that God needs me to be something or to learn something special so He can use me. I forget that God seldom uses showy, flashy elements, but, rather, consecrates the dirt, the rock, and the water, in order to display a power far beyond what we know.

The cave reminds me, that at my heart I am dirt.  And as I surrender what little I have to Him, He will use it in the beautiful plans He has.  I am really grateful for the cave, and for the natural, simple beauty that reminds me who I really am.

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