I must confess that it is strange to think that anyone would want to spend their time reading random musings that I might have. There is that great insecurity—that I am finding so many of us carry around with us—that says, "What do you have worth saying?"
That said, I have seen people enjoy devotions or thoughts that I have had in the past. So, I thought I would join the bandwagon and start a blog. Maybe it is part of wanting to live an authentic life and allow people to know who I am—maybe it is part of wanting to leave something of "me" so that my children and others will know who I was and what I was like—maybe it is pride in thinking I might have something to say . . . whatever the reason, I am going to try to record some thoughts.
It seems it has always been easy for me to see God in the world around. The Chris Rice song, "My Cathedral" has always resonated with me because I, too, find it easy to experience the presence of God in nature--in the hills of Kentucky near my grandparent's house, sitting by a creek near Cindy's family in Mississippi, or listening to a rain storm. Powerfully and mystically, God seems very real to me in those moments.
One of my favorite "holy" places is in Israel. I love to visit the Cliffs of Arbel. Standing at the top of those limestone cliffs as they tower 1000 feet above the Sea of Galilee . . . watching the sunset (before we drive down to Tiberius to get some Chinese food), I am reminded that it isn't just the heavens that "are telling the glory of God." The earth does too.
In Luke 19:40, Jesus warns that if the people don't praise, "the rocks will cry out." If we listen close, I think we can hear that they already are.
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