From the rising of the sun
to its setting
The name of the LORD
is to be praised.
Psalm 113:3
For years I've heard people say that beautiful landscapes filled them with awe and wonder at God's majesty. Well, I admit this is strange, but for most of my life I've thought of beautiful landscapes mostly as just beautiful landscapes. Now that I've begun to have a full, "everything on the table" sort of walk with God, all this has changed.
Often I'll be driving down the road engulfed by a panorama of cascading hills and farmland, and I'll cry out to my Saviour, "Look! Look what You've made, my beloved One. How magnificent You are!"
In the morning now, sometimes I'll look out the window, half-awake and occasionally not thrilled about whatever I've been mulling about, and I'll see a blush of pink rising up from behind the houses. Clouds zigzag across the grey early morning sky, and I say to the Lord Jesus, "Come, let's look out the window... how lovely it all is."
What has changed? I'm in a living love relationship with my God, and these things are part of His visible signature. I don't love Him because of His wonderful creative works; but because I love Him, I treasure His handiwork. And I let Him know it. "You created air," I'll say, "How awesome is that -- the perfect balance of chemicals for us to breathe."
Yes, OK, I'm a hopeless romantic. But so is He: just look at the sunrise tomorrow, or the sunset. You'll see it in His signature.