My Father's World

My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth. - Psalm 121:2

This is my Father's world, and to my listening ear

all nature sings and 'round me rings, the music of the spheres.

At a particular afternoon hour the lowering sun is at the perfect slant so as to cast the perfect light for the bursting beauty of October's color display. It is as if the tree community (rather, the One who orchestrates the event) foresaw the shedding weeks before it began and decided to make a gradual color display, which resulted a parade of a stunning greens, yellows, reds, oranges, pinks, violets, scarlets and ... (you name it) shades of color explosion, before going into their winter rest. And for a backdrop? …

O suns and skies and clouds of June

And flowers of June together

You cannot rival for one hour

October's bright blue weather...

- Helen Hunt Jackson

 

This is my Father's world! - Job 38:4 & Psalm 119:90

“Let there be lights in the expanse of the heavens to separate the day from the night, and let them be for signs and seasons, and for days and years.” - Genesis 1:14

My childhood surroundings and circumstances gave me constant opportunity to observe the wonders of God's creation:  singing birds – each with his own song (excepting the exceptionally talented mockingbird), the endless depth of the sky with its constant flow of passing cloud-ships of varying shapes and colors, lightning bugs – miraculous little beings, trees at every level of maturity – the sapling pine to the mighty oak, gentle cooling breezes and billowing or fierce winds, the changing seasons – each with its own kind of beauty, and the morning light which always brought new hope... The “lilies white” were not then within my sight but the dandelion, milkweed, wild berry plants and tall field grasses were just as amazing and delightful as was our mother's 'old-time' rose bush which never failed to bloom profusely. Our loving, devoted and free ranging dogs along with lizards, terrapins, roly-poly bugs and even the occasional unwelcome green or black snake – all that could and should be observed with youthful eyes and a mind not yet cluttered with vain philosophies – all these wonders confirmed the existence of the Creator-God, Who, I'd been told, created all things! 

This is my Father's world!

Yet the story is not all told.

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“Behold these are the fringes of His way;

and how faint a word we hear of Him!...” Job 26:14

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“ The heavens are telling of the glory of God; and their expanse is declaring the work of His hands.”  Psalm 19:1

(See Genesis 1:11 & 20-25, Job 7: 6-7 & 37: 9-13, Psalm 8:3 & Luke 12: 27)