Tuesday, February 19, 2013




Thoughts for another day

Feb. 19, 2013.

Today's verse: Ps. 34:8. O taste and see that the LORD is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him.  (KJV)
(Pls. read the above before you read further.  Thanks)

Sometimes in the thick of prayer, I ponder upon the goodness of God; His beauty and His splendor and the tremendous power He has, which are all visible as characteristics imprinted in creation.  I look upon the tenderness of His beautiful hands and I know the immense love with which He created everything, particularly us, human beings, fashioning us from the mud of the earth and investing His breath in us to make us ‘living and effective.’

As I think upon His beauty, I go back into my mind and grab pictures from various stations in the walk of my life and I try to find a commonality.  But I quickly realise that even the best picture that I can think of, which has given me so much emotional charge and which always makes my heart feel warm within, is nothing compared to the beauty of the Lord for see, when you look up and observe the deep blue sky, then, the wide expanse of nature spread across the land with flora and fauna that are so distinct yet possessing a life of their own, you can’t help but ask Him, ‘Oh, Lord, You who have created such a marvelous feast for the eyes in nature, how much more would I be able to feast upon Your beauty, O Master of creation!’

Just trying to imagine His beauty gives me such a lift in my spirit and so much confidence both in Him and myself for can I ever forget that I am His child and if He is so beautiful, am I far behind in beauty considering that I am His son and in some way, because He formed me in His image, at least to some extent I must be beautiful.  Then I realise my worth…priceless; for He made me such.  All this I can infer when I taste the essence of the LORD.  I realise, He is good and then it also dawns on me that I can trust Him, for even if the mountains fall and the hills turn to dust, His love will yet stand as a refuge into which I can rush.

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