Monday, February 3, 2014

Your glory


Sunday, February 2, 2014 (7:31 a.m.)
Glorious Father God,

I looked outside. I saw the sky. I thought of Your glory. Speak to me this morning about Your glory.
(8:28 a.m.)

I skim. I read. I turn the pages. I sing a little. I wonder. I wander. And still I do not find that for which I am seeking. Most likely because I'm not really sure of what I am looking.

Glory. Your glory. Metaphorically I see it in the clouds this morning. Factually Your glory appeared to the Old Testament people quite regularly. 

Talk to me Father. Show me what You want me to see. 

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