4 February

The Twin Sisters: Man And Earth

by Jon Katz

In the writing of the Christian prophets and the Disciples, it was said that God was sorry that he had made the earth, because his people were not taking care of it. “So the Lord said, I will blot out man, whom I have created, from the face of the ground, man and  beast and creeping things and birds of the air, for I am sorry that I have made them.”

Noah won the human race a reprieve, but it was clear that something had to change. It never did.

In the Kabbalah, God tells the angels that if the people he created do not love Mother  Earth and care for her, he would return one day and seek vengeance on her behalf.  Part of his covenant, he told the angels, was that people would love and revere the earth, the source of life.

In 1957, Philosopher Paul Tillich, worried about the destruction of the earth by technology and greed, asked “How does man react to this situation? The survival of the earth, he wrote a half century ago, “has become a question of profound human concern and tormenting anxiety.” And he never knew of or mentioned the term “climate change.”

We don’t know yet how to react to it, even though our mother, the earth is bleeding and crying our for our mercy. I love trying to capture the beauty of our world, yet every single image is a stab to the heart, a matter of profound human concern and tormenting anxiety.

I am not a conventionally religious person, but as I look at the sky, I wonder sometimes if the mystics and the prophets were correct, I wonder if God has not decided to wash his hands of us, and blot us out in his own way. We have broken our promise to him.

When I look at thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars which thou hast established,; what is man that thou are mindful of him, and the son of man that thou dost care for him? Yet though hast made him little less than God, and dost crown him with glory and honor. Though hast given him dominion over the works of thy hands, thou hast put all things under his feet.”  — Psalms 8:3-6.

I sometimes wonder where all the Christians have gone.

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