Today is one of the most significant days of any year, at least for some folks. They are not the people I hang with. But before you jump to the conclusion that I do not hold April 22nd in high regard, I do. It is my mother-in-law’s birthday. Happy Birthday, Connie. I love you.
Apart from the birthday we celebrate in our family, April 22nd is also the day when some people cast all caution to the wind and worship the created, in this case the planet Earth, often, I am afraid, with indifference to the ONE who created it. And they have been doing so for 40 years, believe it or not. This insanity is nothing new. At best, some of these folks who go all out on Earth Day, do so because they think that the Creator is “in” everything, but theologians would call that pantheism, and boiled down to its essence, that is just idolatry. C. Michael Patton has a great quote to help straighten out this confusion:
“God is everywhere” gets dangerously close to pantheism that says God is present everywhere and in everything. God is transcendent to His creation, yet actively and relationally engaged. Better to say “everywhere is in God’s immediate presence.”
Last year, I published a couple of posts dealing with Earth Day. One dealt with things I did NOT do on Earth Day, the other was, well, a confession of those things that I did do that frankly had a deleterious impact on Earth. This year, while the day is not over, and there is still time to do something of great harm to the planet, I have to say that I did do something nice for the Earth.
Today, I applied fertilizer to our yard. AND I used a 100% organic granular product, that must surely be both NOT harmful to the planet, but also quite good for it. At least that is what the “organic only” types would have us believe. My usual preference is to use a chemical fertilizer because they are cheaper, they work just fine, and at the end of the day are made from naturally occurring elements. You might be familiar with some of these. Ever heard of nitrogen, or sulfur? I digress.
I admit I am a bit conflicted by my “service” to the planet. On the one hand I am feeling really good about my contribution to preserving my little corner of the globe. But, every time you step outside, and every time the dogs come in the house from being in the yard, it smells like poultry crap, which is what the fertilizer was made from according to the bag it came in. It is really a pretty awful smell. The guys at the feed store where I bought it had a bit of a discussion about who was going to have to load it in the car. And after applying it, the smell is stuck in my nose even when I am in the house. A small price to pay, I suppose, for saving the planet.
You, your children, and your children’s children are welcome.