This Georgian Bay sky will always leave me breathless.
Awesome.
Holy.
Worship.
It's one of the ways I best connect with God while I'm here.
The glory of God so right in your face.
So, so much of it!
Any time of day or night, any kind of weather.
But I admit that sometimes my eye is pulled into those things that are much smaller.
Like an inchworm resting on a finishing nail.
Or any number of diminutive blossoms.
The details. The whimsy. The precision. The simplicity.
Inside and outside.
Surprising and mundane.
Ordinary and beautiful.
Miniscule miracles.
And I find God there too.
So there.
Breathless.
Awesome.
Holy.
Worship.
I can understand why
it's often said 'the devil is in the details.'
Especially these days,
when it doesn't take much to overwhelm
my short term memory
and make me forget something really
really important
in a long detailed list of things.
But I also believe
the Divine is in the details too.
That He delights in the small things.
Both in creation,
and even in what's small but important to me.
Even about me.
Jesus said so.
"Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies?
Yet not one of them is forgotten by God.
Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
Don't be afraid;
you are worth more than many sparrows."
Luke 12:6-7
Luke 12:6-7
Sometimes we need God to be all big and vast.
Like all the colours of a sunset's silent scream of glory across the sky.
Or maybe roaring
as Aslan
to deliver Narnia in an awesome battle.
But sometimes,
if you're like me,
I guess,
you need God to show up in the small spaces.
In the details.
In the mundane.
If you need more convincing,
or if you just need God to be small enough for you right now,
I've included a link to a Christian musician I've been fond of for quite some time now.
Take a listen, if you like.
And glory in the small things.
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