“The heavens are telling the glory of God, and the firmament proclaims his handiwork.” -Psalm 19:1
Morning Sky
I never tire of the morning sky
New artistry each day
Clouds play with mountains
Sometimes sunshine, rain
At times blazing yellow, blinding white
Others muted and shadowed
A reminder of faithfulness
In the steady rhythms
Uniqueness and change
Held in the frame of routine
A fresh breath
A warm smile
Commencement of a new day
What am I noticing about the change in season through creation around me?
What might God be saying to me today through nature?
Creator God, as I drink in the wonder and beauty of your creation this day, may my heart be turned towards you. Amen
some comfort and joy 