The only thing typical about this Sunday morning
was that we were rushing to get to church on time
even tho' we woke at 4:00 AM to do so!
Walking from the car to church this morning |
Once we were seated
our eyes were fixated on the
beauty-full ...
stained glass window.
Ever-changing
as if to remind us that
"This moment ...
and the next
and all the ones after that
are ...
holy.
And
I took off my shoes for a bit.
From what God was revealing right before our eyes, it seemed as if
even the ground we were on
was
holy
too
because He was there.
1 The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands. 2 Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge. 3 They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them. 4 Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun.
5 It is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber,
like a champion rejoicing to run his course. 6 It rises at one end of the heavens
and makes its circuit to the other;
nothing is deprived of its warmth.
***
As I suspected,
we didn't want the sermon to end.
Tho'
it seems that what God taught me
early this morning
at the edge of the vast expanse where the ocean meets the sky
didn't even really hit home
until
we were heading home.
3 comments:
What a precious morning and memory!
LOVE what you shared here...for sooo many reasons. Worship. Beautiful. Unforgettable worship.
ps...and I do recognize the pages of the book in the pic...:)
Thank you, Joyce A. - and yes, those pages look familiar to you for good reason :)
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