"The heavens declare the glory of God, the earth His handiwork..." As I left Lagniappe this evening our Father was 'screaming' to the Bay- "I am the creator! I am the one who frames the heavens! I give orders to the morning- It obeys ME!" I couldn't resist- I drove like a parched man seeking water to a virgin spot of marsh to see His heavenly canvas. It was so profoundly beautiful. There were others there, almost drawn to see something beautiful in the midst of the rebuilding. I wondered what they thought as we watched the same spectacle. Were there others in other spots standing in awe? What did they hear as my Father's voice 'screamed'? A God who paints beauty like this is certainly not a random God- all things work to His Glory...ALL things. My Father, the painter- I wish that you could have seen it on more than the blog. He is so good, so safe. He alone is my hope and my rest- it is good of Him to 'scream' at me from time to time. We all need a sunset or two to remind us of the deeper things.
This BLOG consists of updates and happenings from the Lagniappe Presbyterian Mission Church in Bay St. Louis, Mississippi- Blog posts come from staff members at various times about just about everything that happens at Lagniappe.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Sunset over the Bay...
"The heavens declare the glory of God, the earth His handiwork..." As I left Lagniappe this evening our Father was 'screaming' to the Bay- "I am the creator! I am the one who frames the heavens! I give orders to the morning- It obeys ME!" I couldn't resist- I drove like a parched man seeking water to a virgin spot of marsh to see His heavenly canvas. It was so profoundly beautiful. There were others there, almost drawn to see something beautiful in the midst of the rebuilding. I wondered what they thought as we watched the same spectacle. Were there others in other spots standing in awe? What did they hear as my Father's voice 'screamed'? A God who paints beauty like this is certainly not a random God- all things work to His Glory...ALL things. My Father, the painter- I wish that you could have seen it on more than the blog. He is so good, so safe. He alone is my hope and my rest- it is good of Him to 'scream' at me from time to time. We all need a sunset or two to remind us of the deeper things.
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