So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? ~Matthew 6:28-30
How great it is to just sit and watch a sunrise or sunset and see and soak in the vivid colors of the sky. How treasured are those moments when I can just meditate on His Word and look out on a land or part of God’s creation. To see a stream, a field of flowers, a few birds who eat from the crumbs I leave on the wall, the animals on safari, or even the stars; it is impossible not to praise the Creator.
Everything was created for God’s glory to speak and show His power and His majesty. I love to find beauty in the secret streets or corners no one might look, like the small pots and gardens in the midst or a trash filled slum. To see the child at play with a toy made of scraps and things thrown away. The Lord uses and makes beauty from the ashes in our own lives and hearts (Isaiah 61:3).
I had the amazing opportunity to go with the Zavala family on a road trip to Kijabe. The trip was to go for fellowship and to see the ministry and work of the mission hospital there. I had never been and was a little curious to see what it looked like and know where it was located. The blessing was that God did a mighty work in His creation and as we traveled we were blessed with views of fields, trees, mountains, and rivers.
The earth speaks of God’s beauty and power and yet I often do not take the time to meditate on it. I find on days when I wake up with things to do or try to work things out without being still and resting in Him I forget He holds the Earth together in His hand (Psalm 46:10). Everything, not just some, but everything is for His glory. The hard times and the good, the beauty and the disregarded all can and will be used to display His glory. My prayer is that I would trust Him in every aspect of my life as He cares for the flowers He cares more for His children (Matthew 6:25-34). When I fully yield to Him I can be that vessel that shines and displays His glory.
Here is a little poem I read that just shows a man who saw in his seminary the beauty that surrounds drives us to praise the Creator.
Pied Beauty, Gerard Manley Hopkins
Glory be to God for dappled things—
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;
And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
I am so encouraged how the Lord works and shows me His glory and hand in life.