Lord, your voice is clear even in the storm. Thank you for giving me the ability to worship through my senses. For touch and taste and smell. For being awestruck with the labor of your hands.
little ole me
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June 14, 2010 at 2:54 am
blesseddad
Anna,
I love that you see God in everything, sunsets, sunrises, flowers, and lightning. I pray you are well little sister. God Bless
Jim
June 14, 2010 at 2:59 am
girl with a golden thread
I don’t know how people can’t see him everywhere!! The most moving experience I have ever had was in an old church in Germany. The structure was alive with His Spirit. Also, the comparison of the body of Christ present day to the workers who built the church by hand and sweat pushed me over the edge. I’m sure everyone thought I was a crazy woman- bawling my eyes out and practically hugging a carved pillar.
I tell my son all the time “God is in the details” and I find him in the small things everyday.
June 15, 2010 at 11:51 am
gladwellmusau
Anna,
Amen. I love what you said. Yes…God is in the details although many a times we like to see Him in the big thingy! But to know that he cares even to know how much hairs are on our heads…is incredible in itself.
Be and stay blessed.
Gladwell