The wind. The clouds. The change. The turning. How I love it.
I spent a glorious afternoon yesterday watching, feeling, praying, loving the wonder that is our God. The turning of the season was a thing of beauty. I tried to document it so that I would always remember.
I pray that you know the height and depth, the strength, the force, the power of Christ’s love for you. He made this beautiful world, for you. He made beautiful plants and animals, for you. He made laughter and sunshine and wind, for you. He went to the cross and paid for every one of yours and my sins. He is waiting by the right hand of God, for you.
Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and you will be saved. The turning.
I found a few blessed moments of quiet yesterday afternoon on my front porch. (And can I just say that I would love to hug the inventor of front porches? 🙂 )
The things I saw in the quiet:
– Green, green everywhere. So many different shades, so many different shapes. The leaves seem to be riotously enjoying their greenness before the start of autumn.
-The first three leaves that had fallen from the trees in the cooler air. They lay on the porch looking shocked and a little indignant for their too early demise.
-A male and female cardinal chasing each other from the dogwood to a neighboring elm.
-My fuzzy cockapoo enjoying himself and looking for blue tailed skinks. (One of his favorite pastimes)
-Spiders spinning webs furiously. This brought a certain amount of consternation in me, as I daily try to keep them off the porch. But I had to admire their tenacity, and I thought about the fact that spiders have to eat too. ;/
Things I heard in the quiet:
-Blissful times of absolute silence. Nothing.
-Occasional cars and trucks passing by on the road
-Neighbors working outside.
-Various insects and crickets
-The tapping of my dog’s toenails on the wooden porch when he tired of searching for the elusive skinks.
-My occasional sighs, as I released tensions that I was holding deep inside.
Things I felt in the quiet:
Thanks for reading this far. I encourage you to carve out even five minutes of quiet today. See what happens. Or what doesn’t happen, which is sometimes better.
Light is illuminating. Light is revealing. Light is beautiful. Light shows different aspects of the same thing, depending on the day, the time, your perspective.
Take a look at the old mill that is beside our mill house. I have taken many, many photographs of it over the years. It always looks different, depending on the light, the sky. I always see something slightly different, if I am paying attention.
Same mill, same camera, same photographer. Just different light and time of day. (As well as how the mill is framed.)
Light is amazing. It reveals and illuminates our life. I am so thankful that we do not have to live in darkness.
“The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of deep darkness a light has dawned.” -Isaiah 9:2
If you need a change in your life, if you need to see things differently and more clearly, you need the Light. The Light that illuminates all. The Light that reveals. The Light that makes all things beautiful.
“When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness but will have the light of life.” – John 8:12
Call out to Him. Believe in the Lord Jesus Christ. And you will be saved. His Light will make you beautiful and illuminated in ways you can never imagine.
On a day like today, even the trees seem to be groaning, yearning, reaching, stretching for Heaven. It’s like they can’t get close enough to the beauty of what God has created.
I have been filled with a strange and strong longing this week. Yearning for something. The weather has been so gorgeous, and you would think this would produce the opposite effect. Yet this kind of jaw-dropping beauty stands in stark juxtaposition to the ugliness I am seeing on the news. It illuminates the difference between the Here and the What Will Be so clearly. I love being alive on days like this, love experiencing all the amazing blues, and greens, and bird songs. Yet I know that so much better is waiting in God’s Heaven, where there is no more pain, no more weeping, no more conflict. Thus, the groaning.
“We know that the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the first-fruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly, as we wait eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies. For in this hope we were saved.” – Romans 8:22-24a
I am truly thankful that Jesus will make all things right and new when He returns. I am waiting eagerly. Love, Lisa