Friends, may I take you to my one little theater of Glory, where God has been so astonishingly at work and at play this week? I must show you, else the rocks will start shouting and pelting. I will borrow the Psalmists words, because I cannot conjure up any words more true or lovely. Come and see!
producing food from the earth,
wine that makes man’s heart glad—
making his face shine with oil—
and bread that sustains man’s heart.
Now, your turn! Would you share below (with me and all who gather here) a moment of praise and wonder from your own theatre of glory? From a spider to a hummingbird, to grass thrusting through concrete, is He not everywhere present??