Friday March 6th, 2015 Psalm 19
The heavens are telling the glory of God; and the firmament proclaims his handiwork. (verse 1)
My sisters and I grew up in the North Carolina mountains. Our grandmother spent several summers as the chief cook at a lovely church camp there. The highlight of our holidays was to spend a week with her, living in the cook`s cabin and participating in the camp activities.
A large white cross stood on a hill above the cabins. Every evening after supper we climbed to the cross and sat looking over the river valley, resting after a very busy day. Our singing echoed from the hills. I remember most the pictures painted across the sky as the sun set. I still watch for those pictures.
The sky tells us stories of quiet summer evenings, of pending winter storms, of new life and promise. Photographs, watercolours, chalk, no medium captures the breathtaking beauty of a painted sky-pinks, golds, rose, blue, dark green, sheer white, black. I often wonder if God uses the sky to paint messages for us: Rejoice, Love, Hope, Take care, Believe!
I look out my window this morning; I see a sky so pale blue it is almost white. The air is still. The world is quiet. God’s message is “Rest.”
Dear God, help us to see your message through the beauty of the world around us. Amen. — BG
Contributed by God’s Paintbox
My sisters and I grew up in the North Carolina mountains. Our grandmother spent several summers as the chief cook at a lovely church camp there. The highlight of our holidays was to spend a week with her, living in the cook`s cabin and participating in the camp activities.
A large white cross stood on a hill above the cabins. Every evening after supper we climbed to the cross and sat looking over the river valley, resting after a very busy day. Our singing echoed from the hills. I remember most the pictures painted across the sky as the sun set. I still watch for those pictures.
The sky tells us stories of quiet summer evenings, of pending winter storms, of new life and promise. Photographs, watercolours, chalk, no medium captures the breathtaking beauty of a painted sky-pinks, golds, rose, blue, dark green, sheer white, black. I often wonder if God uses the sky to paint messages for us: Rejoice, Love, Hope, Take care, Believe!
I look out my window this morning; I see a sky so pale blue it is almost white. The air is still. The world is quiet. God's message is "Rest."
