Glory!

His Glory Is Our Covering

This Train

THIS TRAIN IS BOUND FOR GLORY....THIS TRAIN....
THIS TRAIN IS BOUND FOR GLORY....THIS TRAIN....
Been singing this song for a couple of days now, and it's had me
thinking - I'd gladly ride in the caboose if Jesus was the engineer.

PS: Know the photo isn't of a train but it's the best I could come up with. Also, want to clarify that the snap isn't of me and hubby. Although upon a second look, it's not that far-fetched from being us either. lol

The Mirror Experience

Declare His Glory in Your Countenance

Psalm 19, verse 1, reads: "The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth His handywork." How much more that we than the heavens declare His glory to others. Surely, we are His voice but what about our countenance? Does it reflect the testimony of the Lord?

My prayer: "Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight, O LORD, my strength, and my redeemer." And may I add, let my countenance be such that others would desire to know Him.

Is Nature the Only One Aware?

Upon looking at the beauty and strength of our creation, and then looking at our world as it stands today with what mankind has established in it, I cannot help but wonder Is Nature The Only One Aware? Has man become so involved in events that it has become oblivious to the happenings surrounding us? We walk each day in Creation's glory, smelling, seeing, hearing, and speaking - and yet we get so familiar with its sights and sounds that we forget to really see the beauties of His Universe. Lord, let me reacquaint myself with your Creation (perhaps my thoughts below best reflect what I am trying to say).

Look to the hills, to the many groupings of trees,
Varieties staunchly together, branches touching
Their limbs as arms stretching into billowy clouds
Strength is represented in this tranquil space.

In the field, stand congregations of flowery bouquets.
Each bloom, once a small seed, now a mass of petals
Daises and lilacs mixed among roses - all dance in unison
Floral fragrances delivering sweet smelling perfume.

The seas' waters move in a myriad of configurations,
A body, though vast, seemingly merging collectively
Idealistically its destiny is to meet as one at shore’s edge
Integrating the wave, the foam, the tidal pools, and the stilling.

Above, winged creatures glide effortlessly through the galaxy,
With space giving way for each to fly in untangled patterns
Wings of equality, graphic interpretations of ascent and descent
No altercation eminent, freedom will survive.

Is nature the only one truly aware of life’s meaning?
Understanding the need for all men to meet in brotherhood
Bringing the legitimatises of charity into our hearts
Allowing us to become one in purpose, spirit and desire.