Posted by on Jul 21, 2013 in Thoughts & Thinkings | 0 comments

Summer …it comes full in the face like a bloom just opened to the point of letting sway to all fragrance bound up inside. Warm air folds about my arms when I go outside into the warm expanse of canvas.

God’s canvas.

Canvas of oil turned to life.
Imagine it. Stepping inside a Master’s painting …living in it. Breathing it for all its worth.

That’s what we do …almost every day. But do we notice?

And, do we listen?
“The heavens declare the glory of God;” (Psalm 19:1a)

What exactly does it mean to ‘declare’?

To me, it’s like making a firm statement in front of (most likely) a group. Almost shouting it.

God’s heavens are making a firm statement, they’re shouting the glory of God.
“Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge.” (Psalm 19:2)

They …what? Uttereth speech.

Are we listening? Really listening? What do the clouds say to you?

“I can’t believe it’s happening again–another storm!”

“God is caring for me. He is sending rain to water the earth!”
“There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard. Their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world.” (Psalm 19:3-4a NIV)

They are speaking. Our Master has painted the world with reminders of Him and who He is.

Do we listen?