Hey friends, how are you today? How was your week? I had a great week; our weather has certainly been fabulous. It motivated me to spend time outside. I love the outdoors. I look forward to the time spent in the Lord’s beautiful world, for surely, He has blessed us with wondrous beauty. I love the scent of freshly cut lawns. I love the sounds the kids make as they play and squabble with each other. Listen! Can you hear it? Can you see it? Can you feel it? Nature proclaims the sound of God’s love, it displays the might of God’s grace, it portrays the beauty of God’s mercy.
Sometimes, I think the sounds of a good rain storm is my favorite; the thunder, the lightning, the sounds of falling water when it hits the roof and the rushing water on the sidewalks; love it all. Usually, on days like these, I sit on the porch and admire the Lord’s handiwork. Although, I do not like to hear the sound of my feet as it hits the pavement, I love to run outdoors, in the early mornings. Can you not hear His love in the sounds of the insects? Can you not see His wisdom in the beauty of the butterflies? Can you not feel His presence in the sunshine?
On most days, Jazz vies with me for the window sill. She thinks she can catch the birds as they flitter from tree to tree in the backyard. She scratches at the window because she thinks she can get through it, to the birds, if she does it long enough. Someone should tell her it does not work like that, because I have way too much fun at her expense. She loves the cardinals best, perhaps because of the males’s red feathers. My favorite bird is the very elusive blue jay.
Our God is clearly the God of beauty. Nature itself proclaims it; creation speaks clearly. They tell of the beauty, the Lord sends our way. That beauty tells of the great love of God. Every bird, every rain and snow storm, every time the skies are blue or grey, when the sun shows it’s pretty face, when the squirrels hassle each other over the theft of their food, when the cicadas are so loud, you can barely hear yourself think; through it, the God of the universe tells us we can trust Him. He reminds us that our hope is in Him, our strength can be found in Him. He is mighty and powerful, and creation reminds us of this fact.
Have you spent some time outdoors lately? What are you favorite things to do outdoors? Please don’t say camping with a tent. While I do enjoy camping, I do prefer a solid roof and four solid walls with electricity and running water, even the internet will not be amiss. I do believe they call it, glamping; the bugs and I have a six feet apart rule. How about you? What is your preference?