Possum

On the banks of Lake MacQuarrie last week, we were treated to the appearance of a possum. Although these creatures are not especially unusual, they are nocturnal and seldom leave their tree habitats. This fellow climbed down and stared at us. I suspect he wanted some of our food, which he dutifully received. Afterwards, we were treated to a rear view of him urinating. This was not just a bodily urge to which he succumbed, neither was it a judgement proffered on the quality of food given. He was claiming his tree. Other possums would begin to climb it and get whiff of his scent, discouraging further ascent. It struck me that the possum of Lake Macquarrie was like so many humans; eating food that did it no good, guarding territory it could not keep and generally avoiding the light. Christ elevates us to a higher status of existence. Whereas sin reduces us to beast-like dullness, the gospel make us rise to the heights from which we first fell.

And raised us up together, and made us sit together in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus. Ephesians 2:6