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The last few days we've been keeping little Evelyn while her mom and dad went to Florida for a wedding during the weekend. We've loved our strolls together, rocking and singing and even attempted going out to dinner with the baby - not the best idea!
As we've stayed the week, the colors have begun to turn a little on the trees. I've always loved the brilliant colors of fall. It's not something we experience as vividly in Louisiana, but what a show when the leaves seem to shout out the glory of God.
Yesterday on our stroll, I thought about how often I miss the opportunity to take the time to slowly walk through the beauty of nature and listen and look and breathe in the moments God gives.
I wonder if you might feel the same. When was the last time you simply breathed in the glory of God's creation and felt astonished and grateful, renewed, restored, and lost in wonder?
1 The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
2 Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge.
3 They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them.
4 Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun.
5 It is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber,
like a champion rejoicing to run his course.
6 It rises at one end of the heavens
and makes its circuit to the other;
nothing is deprived of its warmth.
After the leaves put on their glorious show,
they fall to the ground,
the trees become bare,
and they enter a season of winter and rest.
Truly we have beheld His beauty and glory. Perhaps a season of rest is what He has for us now.
Maybe you need a winter season of rest in your life.
Through our pictures and our prayers. Through our writing and our worship.
And through them he reaches for us.
“His search begin with something said. Ours begins with something heard.
His begins with something shown. Ours, with something seen.
Our search for God and his search for us meet at windows
in our everyday experience.
These are windows of the soul.
“But we must learn to look with more than just our eyes and listen with more than just our ears, for the sounds are sometimes faint and the sights sometimes far away. We must be aware, at all times and in all places, because windows are everywhere, and at any time we may find one. Or one may find us.
Though we will hardly know it...unless we are searching for him who for so long has been searching for us.”
Ken Gire, Windows of the Soul
Grateful and breathing in the moments,
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