The Work of His Hands

This morning, in the middle of the start-up of the day rush, I paused. I set everything aside for five minutes. I slipped on my jacket and stepped outside. It was chilly. It was quiet. A couple of birds fluttered by.

I gazed at the sky. In one direction, the clouds were lifting. I could see the light of the day behind the clouds. It was a beautiful beginning.

In the other direction, the moon hung in the sky. It was breathtaking. It's brilliance was muted by the daylight colors. It was a peaceful end to night.



I took a few deep breaths. I thanked God for the beauty of nature.

As I continued through my morning, the sky became cloudy. The clouds were emotional (trials and burdens) and physical (real clouds in the sky).

It's raining now.

The rain does not bother me. It cannot put out the flame of appreciation that started this morning.

Those moments this morning were a focal point for my day. The brilliance of the morning sky and the subdued moon reminded me that God is amazing.

Psalm 19:1-2
"The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge."


I am making an effort this week to be more aware.

I encourage you to take time to notice the beauty God has provided around you. On your way to the car or on your way in a building, take few breaths, check out the clouds, notice the birds in the sky or the insects crawling on the ground.

Be aware that we live in a special place and we have an amazing creator.