This morning I was looking at a journal in which I’d written some devotional thoughts and I found one that looked appropriate for this time of year. It was fun to look back and see what my style was like back then. I took out a couple of the more dramatic sentences that wouldn’t have made sense to anyone else. 🙂 The date this post was written is September 25, 2010.
God’s glory reflected in the heavens…. I watched the sunrise the other morning, and no artist could paint nor camera capture just such a glorious vision without it looking fake. September, the month of the bluest skies, cool, crisp winds, golden cornfields, flaming trees, and mellow pumpkins proclaims the majestic, masterful artistry of God like no other. His work is so breathtakingly beautiful, yet there is a practical side to it all. The wind blows the haze of August aside and allows for clearer, cooler weather, which sets the leaves aflame. When their showy colors are spent, the wind again blows, detaching them from their branchy homes to insulate the roots of the trees beneath the soil from the icy cold winter.