Brenda’s Blog – January 27, 2015
“God is a really good painter.”
My four year old grandson stared out the window at the redness. The Christmas Eve sky excited us. Will’s spontaneous response spoke for all.
That moment taught me much about recognizing the beauties of our God. How good it would be to stop and acknowledge His nature. Think of the times when He is kind beyond measure. Or, the days when His faithfulness defies description.
Life is enriched by stopping to say thanks. Seeing His hand in our daily activity makes Him so much more real. We pray for His presence yet ignore His day by day activity. What if we practiced the awareness of His touch? What if we paused to express awe?
Life’s details blur into a mish-mash of prioritized to do lists. The junk prevents us from seeing the sweetnesses He gives us.
Years ago I planted wild flowers which quickly became lunch for my neighborhood’s deer population. Thinking the money was wasted and the effort fruitless, I put it out of my mind. In the spring a few (very few) purple blooms appeared. I grew so accustomed to the yard filled with leaves, pine needles, and dirt I almost missed the wee blossoms. I intentionally stopped one day, stooped down, and spoke words of appreciation for those which made it through deer season and the cold winter. I saw them.
Each day God blooms in our world, demonstrating His qualities. How good it would be to stop and purposefully thank Him. A heart of gratitude for a great God enlarges our capacity for thankfulness. Practicing the “God sighting” game gives a lilt to life that is impossible to duplicate.