It is frigid outside. The pure sunlight, the very blue skies and the pristine snow twinkling even in the night assures me of His ever presence. Don’t you love that His Word gives words to describe the indescribable and then gives a glimmer through nature right outside my window.
Praise the Lord, my soul.
Lord my God, you are very great;
you are clothed with splendor and majesty.
The Lord wraps himself in light as with a garment;
He stretches out the heavens like a tent
and lays the beams of his upper chambers on their waters.
He makes the clouds his chariot
and rides on the wings of the wind.
He makes winds his messengers,
flames of fire his servants.
He set the earth on its foundations;
it can never be moved.
You covered it with the watery depths as with a garment;
the waters stood above the mountains.
But at your rebuke the waters fled,
at the sound of your thunder they took to flight;
reposting as somehow the photo disappear…what the heck????
Thank you for visiting my blog today. I’m still working my way through the list of blogs.
bushel and a pickle says
You’re welcome.Me too!