Handcrafted Gifts

I saw the sunrise yesterday. Do I dare imagine you painted it just for me? When I am caught breathless by a rainbow, did you craft that moment before time began, knowing I would see it, and be dazzled? Is it too audacious of me to hope you were thinking of me when god-light spills out from the clouds and pours down to the ocean – because you knew how much it would delight me? Sometimes, when I find myself gazing at the blushing buds in spring, I’m certain I feel gentle whisper say, “I knew you would like that.”

God-Light in the Cypress
God-Light in the Cypress

I watched my dear ones play on your pebbled beaches yesterday. I heard them laughing and took in the way they delighted in the beauty around them and in the company of each other. How perfectly you have crafted my family. Who but you could take two people and create a third so unique? Each of us holding dreams and interests that, when brought together, serve to balance, sharpen, challenge, and teach grace. If I ever doubt your mercy in my life, I have only to look as far as the two pairs of hazel eyes that greet me every morning to be reminded of your blessings.

Moonstone Beach
Hearts on a Pebbled Beach

When I consider your heavens,

   the work of your fingers,

the moon and the stars,

   which you have set in place,

what is mankind that you are mindful of them,

   human beings that you care for them?  Psalm 8:3-4

Who am I that you are mindful of me?

I am nothing but a jar of clay for ignoble use…and yet…

I heard music this morning.  When the strings and the brass and the wind and the rhythm danced around me, I felt you in the notes.  Was that your intention? Am I reading too much into it, or was the pleasure of that melody meant to be a gift from your heart to mine?

Surely I have not misunderstood. You are the God who loved so much that you gave us your one and only son1, who loved us so much that he could not stay in the grave2. You are the God that sees every sparrow that falls to the ground and numbers each hair on our heads3. Being this God, I’m inclined to believe that every moment of pleasure was hand crafted by you, as a reminder to me, that you are present and active.

So I accept your gifts as tokens of your affection for me, as undeserving as I may be. And as I am filled with your love, may your glory be poured out from my simple life and may others find in me a reflection of you.

Cambria, CA
Lone Bench
1. John 3:16 2. 1 Corinthians 15:4 3. Matthew10:29-31

Originally posted as Sensing God, on January, 19, 2012, but it speaks to the musings of my spirit today, so it has been embellished with some pictures and given second life.

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One thought on “Handcrafted Gifts

  1. I loved this posting. The pictures were great. We are so blessed that God shows us in so many ways that He loves us and we are special! Thanks, Jan  

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