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Behold His Beauty



 Leaving for work I  snapped this picture from my front porch. The brilliance of the sun coming up and breaking through had glimmers of gold dancing across my front yard; such beauty to behold in the few moments I had before scrambling off to begin my work day. Perfection would have been for me to be able to stay and enjoy my morning coffee sitting in the rays of sunlight, however the brief moments I had were enough for me to be thankful for witnessing another one of God's beautiful moments of His divine artistry in the morning sky.

I began to think of the times when my life has been covered with "shade"; when it appeared to have no sunlight breaking through. And, on a larger scale, I began to reflect how the world has had its own shade of darkness covering its every corner ringing its cries for just a little light to shine.Creeping slowly down my driveway I realized had I kept my head down, hustled down the porch all I would have seen as I was getting into my car would have been the shade covering half my yard. I would have neglected to see the sparkles of light bouncing off the dewy grass and the breaking of a new dawn over the sky line. I would have missed my daddy God showering me with rays of hope in the awakening of a new day.

Many times in life I remained focused on the shade and missed the sunlight. I ranted and raved over the wrong; I allowed myself to be consumed in my own eye sight, I never saw the light of my daddy God breaking in to guide my path. It's was those heat of the moment reactions that held me within the shade and kept me from the glowing amber of sunlight.

God's beauty is very present in all things; even in the storms of life, his beauty remains.

Psalm 96:6
Splendor and majesty are before Him,
Strength and beauty are in His sanctuary.

Ecclesiastes 3:11
 He has made everything beautiful in its time. Also He has put eternity in their hearts, except that no one can find out the work that God does from beginning to end.

I am seeing the sunlight clearly now in many aspects of shade.....

Where divison has raised its flag, the hearts of many are extending more love.
Where disaster has struck , thousands stand hand and hand with a courageous spirit of rebuilding.
Where lives have been lost, arms of hope and grace have embraced one another with a tender strength of compassion.

Behold His Beauty

Each morning I now make a point to stop, look up and see the sunlight dancing across my yard and thank my daddy God for the hope of a new day. Where my eyes once saw only the shade , they now gleam the light.




His Daughter,

Stacey



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