The Sky

 Have you ever wondered what life would be like if the sky was not so vast and blue. If it was not coloured night after night and morning after morning with the most beautiful displays of artwork how would your life be different? What if the clouds looked heavy and dark? I hadn't until I read a book a few weeks ago. One of the characters in the book was trying to explain how nature can minister to us and he asked another character the question of the sky. What if? What if it was just above our heads. What if it was always grey? What if?  How would your perception of life be different? How would your motivation be changed? 

Men dream dreams of flying, of building sky scrapers, of going to the moon. Why? Because of the sky! How would people who believe in God ~ how would their perception of who God is be changed if the sky was low and dark and close. The vastness of the sky, the grandeur of it all ~ this is such a picture of God in so many ways. I have been holding that close.

 Then there is moss, there are so many types of moss. It is so detailed and so soft. It holds so much wonder if you just look at it. It drapes like a cape and adorns itself wherever it can. It is so strong yet so delicate. 

And any flower you see! Have you stopped and just looked at a tiny tiny road side flower lately? Or picked a Rose from an old Rose bush. The old Rose bushes have the best smells. Have you sifted through a handful of sand and just really looked at all the colours and treasures in one handful!?

My point is this

The world out there ~ the natural world ~ not the one that has been tainted or destroyed, but the natural world ~ if you were to really truly stop for a minute and ask yourself ~ could you see that maybe it was created just for you? Think of the trees, the herbs, the healing properties in it all! Can you hear God's song in the birds as they fly around with joy. Can you see His adoration of texture and color and culture? Can you hear his call in wind or the waves? I have been thinking about it so much. How we as a people, we cannot thrive unless we are out looking, listening and being, in nature. Being inside has been my struggle for so many years. It has been a soul killer. 

Don't fall into my trap.

Just step outside

Shut out the man made noise. Look at a flower, a bee, a dragonfly, a blade of grass, moss, a fern, the sky! It was made for you.

Because you have always mattered, every part of you, every detail of you matters. This beauty, and majesty, it is all for you.

You are loved

xo