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Wow! Look up!

There is always a story we are telling others - in the way we walk, how we respond emotionally, and in our tone of voice. The story is more than words - it is 'acted out' in each and every move we make. Is it any wonder we can look at the things God has made and see how much he displays about himself in them? Even the things within nature declare the character and love of God. Consider for a moment the beauty of the rose. It comes from a stem riddled with thorns capable of tearing apart human flesh, yet it has the softest of petals and most magnificent odor. What seems harsh produces something so sweet and delicate. Isn't it just like God to take some of the 'harshest' of things life sends our way to produce the sweetest and most delicate responses within us? 

The heavens are telling the glory of God; they are a marvelous display of his craftsmanship. Day and night they keep on telling about God. (Psalm 19:1-2 TLB)

The heavens are vast - you really cannot comprehend their beginning, nor their end. They are what we might refer to as 'limitless' - kind of like the grace of God. The grace he displays is oftentimes very hard for us to comprehend, yet it comes and keeps on coming, as though there can be no end to it. The heavens are also what we might call 'expansive' - with a wide range of possibilities in one vast expanse. In the east we may see clouds, while the west may be clear blue and the overhead be burning hot with the sun's bright rays. The possibilities are limitless - much like the love of God. 

Even the colors of the sky tell us so much about the God we serve. Stop to imagine nothing but blue sky - as far as you can see there is nothing but rich blue expanse. As you look at the calm blue sky, you might think also of the way the Word of God can open up before you, bringing calm and peace into your lives. If you see the grayness of winter skies you might think of the lean times when God is still ever present, although it seems like coolness and things you cannot fully see begin to obscure the 'fullness' of view you'd really desire to have instead.

The richness of a summer night's radiant gold, magenta, and vivid orange make us think about the beauty God bestows. Considering the vastness of those skies upon which this scene is radiantly displayed, isn't it befitting to recount the many ways he continues to display himself, allowing us moments to just bask in his presence in the awe of his wonder? The sky is painted so vibrantly bespeaking his vibrancy and strength. The speed at which the many hues come on display and are suddenly changing before our eyes gives us insight into the speed at which God can change things within our lives.

Even the night sky, filled with tiny twinkling stars, sometimes shooting across the sky and at others just stationed in their resting place high up into those heavens, show us the care God takes to adorn each of his creations in just the right way. None of us is without the display of his greatness and care; not even the darkest of moments can refuse to shine forth some beauty. The skies tell of his glory, but they also tell of his certainty - they don't fall or fail, nor do the wither or die. They are consistently there as is he. Just sayin!

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