Give thanks!
Giving thanks isn't always easy. Feelings are fickle things, bent on hopes and chasing dreams. In the inevitable storms of life, they are tossed to and fro, often shipwrecked on some shoal of dissapointment. In response, some seek refuge by turning inward and denying love. Others despair on life, throwing theirs away.
But I ask this question: is such a life - centered around our own ups and downs, peaks and dissapointments - fitting for a human being - a human being inspired by God, created in His image, intricately fashioned beyond human imagination or comprehension, placed on an earth thriving with life exceedingly vast in form, type, and character - on an earth placed in a solar system that is beautiful, expansive, and yet small - in an amazing galaxy that is a mere "subdivision" in a universe so vast that man has yet to discover an end, if one exists?
In this gift we call "life," no dissapointment can conquer His love. Sorrow may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning. Allow yourself to be overwhelmed by His greatness and love.
Perfectly hung in orbit, 93.2 million miles from a sun imagined by the God who gives source to its light, earth travels at 67,000 miles per hour in its year-long race to make it around the sun once. Last year (or was it this year?), we put a couple rovers on Mars and congratulated ourselves at our ingenuity and ability. Yet, Mars is virtually our next door neighbor in this little cul de sac we call our solar system, barely a blip on the screen of our galaxy. God is big.
And even though we're infinitely small, God saw fit, in His pleasure, to fill the earth with music, with color, with scent, with flavor, with feeling, and with spirit. Look around. See the trees with their turning leaves. Smell the gentle rose, the relaxing coffee, the invigorating pine, and the crispness of a cold mountain day. Listen to the story in every creature's unique song. Feel the waves lapping at your feet on a warm, sandy beach, or the thunder of a spring storm. When you taste, savor. When you see, absorb. When you hear, listen. When you feel, appreciate. Whether you hear a bullfrog or a bee, think of the One who created it and gave it a song. Be in awe with the Psalmist, who wrote, "what is man, that you are mindful of him?" Take every minute you've been given as the gift that it is, and live. Live well, and recognize how great is our God.
Life isn't about us, it's about the Giver of life. Sing with creation, a song of joy and thanksgiving to the Creator of the universe, the Savior of man. His glory is indescribable and he is infinitely worthy.
But I ask this question: is such a life - centered around our own ups and downs, peaks and dissapointments - fitting for a human being - a human being inspired by God, created in His image, intricately fashioned beyond human imagination or comprehension, placed on an earth thriving with life exceedingly vast in form, type, and character - on an earth placed in a solar system that is beautiful, expansive, and yet small - in an amazing galaxy that is a mere "subdivision" in a universe so vast that man has yet to discover an end, if one exists?
In this gift we call "life," no dissapointment can conquer His love. Sorrow may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning. Allow yourself to be overwhelmed by His greatness and love.
Perfectly hung in orbit, 93.2 million miles from a sun imagined by the God who gives source to its light, earth travels at 67,000 miles per hour in its year-long race to make it around the sun once. Last year (or was it this year?), we put a couple rovers on Mars and congratulated ourselves at our ingenuity and ability. Yet, Mars is virtually our next door neighbor in this little cul de sac we call our solar system, barely a blip on the screen of our galaxy. God is big.
And even though we're infinitely small, God saw fit, in His pleasure, to fill the earth with music, with color, with scent, with flavor, with feeling, and with spirit. Look around. See the trees with their turning leaves. Smell the gentle rose, the relaxing coffee, the invigorating pine, and the crispness of a cold mountain day. Listen to the story in every creature's unique song. Feel the waves lapping at your feet on a warm, sandy beach, or the thunder of a spring storm. When you taste, savor. When you see, absorb. When you hear, listen. When you feel, appreciate. Whether you hear a bullfrog or a bee, think of the One who created it and gave it a song. Be in awe with the Psalmist, who wrote, "what is man, that you are mindful of him?" Take every minute you've been given as the gift that it is, and live. Live well, and recognize how great is our God.
Life isn't about us, it's about the Giver of life. Sing with creation, a song of joy and thanksgiving to the Creator of the universe, the Savior of man. His glory is indescribable and he is infinitely worthy.
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