The white hot sun is lowering itself in the sky as I aimlessly float on the pool. I look up at the expanse of that deep in the heart of Texas blue sky, bleached pale by the sun’s scorching stare.
The wisps of clouds look like runaway stray hairs.
Long. Trailing.
As if God was rearranging it with His fingers. I bask in the goodness He gives – the cool water, the trees-those crape myrtles that flourish and thrive in the heat. Their blooms full-tilt in your face. White, pale pink, hot pink, lavender and my favorite, the deep red ones all painted from God’s palette. The doves calling to each other as they fly around trying to cool their wings, the squirrels chasing each other up the tree trunks.
I see all this and more and am so grateful. I am reminded of how much He loves me when I am surrounded by His creation.
This is my worship today.
Here.
With His creation that shouts:
“See me? He made me!”
Then Jesus said to his disciples: “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. For life is more than food, and the body more than clothes. Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds! Luke 12:22-24