Month: August 2018

“Be still and know I am God” (Ps.46:10 ) . This blessed reality is mine each time I leave the frenzied, borderline chaos of our ‘refined civilization’ to wander the forests, mountains and seas amidst the calm solitude of His ‘unrefined creation’. It’s there my soul is at peace as He silently reveals ceaseless wonders buried in the busyness of this world. It’s there my Abba silently whispers the harmonious simplicity of ‘unrefined creation’s diversity.

Sadly, ‘refined civilization’ diversity too often focuses on the ugly, qualifying diverse, in lieu of the marvelous, unhindered, harmony ‘unrefined creation’ declares.

If fauna and flora could speak, can you imagine a mouse asking a moose, “What do you do for a living?”, . . . the swan inquiring of the raven, “Where do you ‘snowbird’ come winter?” . . . the wolf howling “My 401K doubled last year!?”.

Do mushrooms muse “Wish I had the orchid’s color.”, . . . pigmy pines ‘needle’ redwoods, “How’s the weather up there?”. . . coral reefs ponder, “Wonder if the beaches are whiter on the other side of the island?” 😊

Here’s a few pics from my Abba’s Divine Diversity 101 syllabus file collected during my wilderness wanderings. It’s a tuition-free, continuing education course available to all. Caveat! . . .there is a final exam consisting of a single question, “How have you applied these lessons to bring harmony our ‘refined civilization’?” . . . I’m enrolled in for life 😊

Be Blessed!

The creative talent of artisans able to chisel blocks of ice into glistening, frozen smooth curves of art ever amazes me.  My ice sculpting skill level remains confined to an ice cube tray.

Yet, this world’s most skilled ice sculptors are no match for the Master. The same incomprehensible, omnipotent Creator who numbered, named, and hung the stars in the heavens, transforms billions of tons of ice into mega blue-white, glacial abstracts and hangs them on mountains . . . that amazes me beyond measure . . . what an awesome God is ours!

“By the breath of God ice is given, and the broad waters are frozen.” – Job 37:10

 

 

A sense of insignificance and smallness envelops me whenever standing at the foot of a towering, snow-capped mountain, or watching a sunset’s glowing hues spread across the heavens . . . the incomprehensible work of the Creator.

Then I recall the “…fearfully and wonderfully made…” creation He literally loved to death on a cross some 2,000 years ago . . . the omnipotent Mountain Maker / Sunset Painter chose to make me! . . . and feelings of insignificance and smallness fade in grateful humility as I gaze in awesome wonder.  Thanks Abba.