The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge.
They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them.
Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
Psalm 19:1-4
Most days stepping outside I join in with the chorus of nature, the birds singing, geese honking, trees rustling; I am with a focus and a mission, busy without hearing. But some days, some days are extraordinary! Creation calls for me to stop and listen. My heart quickens as I absorb the colors of the grass, the trees, the flowers, the sky... As the chorus of nature quiets me, it's a quiet call for me to listen with intent. The quietness engulfs me as I look out to the sunrise or sunset and feel a sense of peace. My heart rate slows down, I breathe slower and an unknown weight becomes lighter with each breath. The heavens are calling my spirit in an unheard voice. This voice begs from me silence. A silence with a stillness from a voice that is known deep within my soul. This known voice is welling up in my soul and bursts forth in praise. Praise God! Praise God, for his glory and the works of his hands are proclaimed! The works of His hands are a constant reminder that I need to listen with intent to hear the unspoken words of God and give him the praise that he so deserves.
~2RJL
Romans 1:20
