"Ascribe to the Lord the glory due his name; worship the Lord in the splendor of his holiness." Psalm 29:2
Daybreak reveals early snow devastation along crooked country roads. Rugged trees toppled, limbs weighed down, bent low, snapped, dangling like loose teeth. Fire-reds, brilliant yellows, orange hues--all muted. Autumn's splendor stolen. Nature askew.
Road bends, curves, climbs. Movement ahead. I brake slow. Graceful doe eyes blink left, then right--white tail cautions. My heart leaps joy watching her join doe-eyed sisters under wooded cover. God's grandeur in creation.
One kind woman stops at my table of books. Our hearts connect and before she parts, lifts her eyes, a hand--whispers God's blessing. She didn't realize my ears heard. God's beauty in spoken word.
We rake brown leaves for jumping. Three-year-old granddaughter notices, "Grams, this flower is my favorite color. May I pick it?" Delicate pink blooms frozen in time, survived the storm. God's glory on thorny bush.
And I think, who is God that I should ever be disappointed? Amidst the storm, through devastation and disappointment His glory still shines forth. Everything, everywhere begs us worship Him. But, will we? Will we train our eyes to notice his glory?
Will you be watchful today for God-glory around you?
"Who among the gods is like you, O LORD? Who is like you— majestic in holiness, awesome in glory, working wonders?" Exodus 15:11
How majestic is your name. How wonderful your glory shows all around. Teach us to be mindful of you, ever watching, ever listening for you. Reveal yourself to us today, that we may worship you.