And the day God breathed upon your still life, stirring into being the green leaf and the flower, bud upon the branch and light
upon your soul. Here you felt the earth’s air on your petals and your leaves, and squinted into sunlight, gazing high for heaven
until you felt the gardener’s hand gently turning soil and soul, and nurturing you, bud in radiant sun.
Cascading rain absorbed in warm earth turning, heaven of fragrance. What is that sound in the wind and dazzling light?
Oh, the sweet sound of your delight in God. Sometimes it is like the sound of running laughter.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Sun and Ice
One thing have I asked of the Lord, that will I seek after: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to inquire in his temple. (Psalm 27:4)
Reflecting on my morning run, well - more of a morning shuffle and slide really, I considered the benefits. More difficult challenges like a few days ago, more careful navigation across ice flows and hard irregular frozen chunks of trail, near crashes and risks of injury, first day’s light in a glorious sunrise, blue sky cathedral overhead, friendly exchanges with a few passersby, and the abiding companionship of God. I don’t know about you, but this sounds pretty terrific! It was not what I had planned or expected but it was very good.
Therefore, holy brothers, you who share in a heavenly calling, consider Jesus, the apostle and high priest of our confession... (Hebrews 3:1) Consider him who endured from sinners such hostility against himself, so that you may not grow weary or fainthearted. (Hebrews 12:3)
As I look to the remainder of my day, my prayer is that I can worship and adore Him, see and embrace Him in the needs of others, and ever consider Him. Oh, that I might run true; that I might run faithfully to His glory. Friend, Come run with me. These trails go on for a ways and we can help each other over the hard parts. Together we can find Him wonderful!