Bible, God's Love, Me

>Forgot To Look Up

>There is a place within each of our hearts that pulls us in when the storms begin to blow.  Doesn’t matter if the storm that blows is real or imagined…like turtles we can pull our heads in and under the protective shell of self-protection as soon as we notice a change in the wind.

That is where I have been over the past few weeks.

That is where I think I could have stayed until my Lord knocked on the outside of my “shell” and reminded me that THAT isn’t where HE is.

So here I am…and funny how after hiding away from the reality of the world, I find the air fresh and crisp…my heart still stops at the beauty of His handiwork…I still fall to the ground in awestruck wonder when He whispers my name… 

I came out to find that while I was hiding away, so much of my life was running in cruise control…and so many people noticed even while I thought no one could see me.

Funny what we believe when we forget to look up, eh?

I had the chance to go to Phoenix over Thanksgiving weekend…the chance to reconnect with people in my family that I haven’t seen in many years.  It was an amazing time…both in the time spent with my beloved ones and in the time spent driving across the long desert that spans between Cali and Arizona.  God’s handiwork was all around…and here I share a bit with you as a love gift…an offering of friendship from one who has been long gone.

The heavens proclaim the glory of God. The skies display His craftmanship. Day after day they continue to speak; night after night they make Him known.

They speak without a sound or word; thier voice is never heard. Yet their message has gone throughout the earth, their words to all the world.

God has made a home in the heavens for the sun. It burts forth like a radiant bridegroom after his wedding. It rejoices like a great athlete eager to run the race. The sun rises at one end of the heaves and follows its course to the other end. Nothing can hide from its heat.
The beauty of the Lord, displayed in the sky and written within the pages of His Word, are perfect and lovely ~ reviving the soul and lightening the heart and mind.  I read those words in Psalm 19 while we drove home and I was struck by the simplicity of David’s words as I watched it painted in the skies around me.  I pray you find a refreshing joy in His handiwork…and that you will welcome me back among the living once again! 🙂 

Sending you a hug while looking up once again…


12 thoughts on “>Forgot To Look Up”

  1. >Those photos are breath-taking…..made my heart skip a beat!Thanks for the beautiful reminder that God is always with us……even if we looking in the opposite direction. He will never leave us or forsake us.praying for you, my friend.xox

  2. >Michelle… In the short time we were gone, I took 55 pictures. Only 12 of them had people in them! My husband laughed at me every time I whispered "Oh my…" and my hand moved to the console… I know He does it everyday, but it seemed that THAT day, He painted the skies just to get my attention! Thanks for your prayers, my friend…I appreciate them & you 🙂

  3. >You have such a sweet spirit! I'm glad you responded to God's urging to peek your head out. He always reminds me that there is fullness of joy in His presence.My sisters and I are entering a journey much like Mary- seeking to spend time anchored at the feet of Jesus. Praying for you always.

  4. >L.L. … it is either just I'm cute like that OR because I really love ya. ;)Tamika … Thank you, my friend. I missed it around here…but it is crazy how distorted the enemy can make it all seem when we choose to walk the blurred path of untruth… I like the thought of being more like Mary…and I am working to keep myself at His feet. Diane … I first read "God-itude"…hee hee…catchy! I love you too, my friend.My cup runneth over today…Bina

  5. >Welcome Back, my friend! The blogger has been an empty place without your words. I love the pictures, and it makes me long even more for my own vaca in AZ coming up! The beauty of His brushstrokes on the desert are breathtaking!

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