Wednesday, November 19,
2014 (6:46 a.m.)
Blessed Father,
Wow! Beautiful. Gorgeous. So
pretty. Bright. Clear. Vivid. Majestic. Glorious. I'm describing the
sky right outside our windows. I could just as easily be describing
You.
Mm. Majestic and glorious.
Yes. You!
With every glance outside I
am filled with awe. Most thoughts are overridden by wonderment. I am
amazed. Dumbfounded. And grateful. SO incredibly grateful!
Father, thank You. I have
this opportunity to sit in genuine admiration of Your handiwork while
reading David's Prayer of Praise
(1 Chronicles 29:10-20). I came here because of the worship song
♫Majesty♫
Thank You that I truly get to worship Your majesty!
David
prayed to You “in the presence of the whole assembly: 'O LORD,
the God of our ancestor Israel, may You be praised forever and ever!
Yours, O LORD,
is the greatness, the power, the glory, the victory, and the majesty.
Everything in the heavens and on earth is yours, O LORD,
and this is Your kingdom. We adore You as the One who is over all
things.'”
That
is exactly what this morning's sky is saying to me. You are majestic and
glorious and I long to worship You as You so rightfully deserve. Do
all that You must in my heart, soul, mind and strength (Mark 12:30)
that I will truly come to love You as You command. I love You, Dad. I
love You. Thank You. Amen.
(236
words ~ 8:39 a.m.)
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