• In Gratitude For Beauty

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    I worship You, Lord,
    God of all beauty,
    Who has given, by thought and word,
    the severe majesty of mountains and valleys,
    sunlight kissing the young woman’s face,
    the satellite’s view into dark infinity,
    cool air on my neck on a hot afternoon,
    layers of violins striding over deep cello,
    the elevating hug of hero and the helped,
    the majesty of a walk-off home run,
    when truth, uncovered, prevails and makes right,
    a chorus of crickets chirping after a long hard day,
    when the fever breaks finally for good,
    the tenderness amidst a first wedding night,
    and the devotion behind a 50th anniversary party,
    glowing dew on a spider’s web,
    that moment of free fall when dropping off the high dive,
    after years or silence, the words “Please forgive me”,
    earnest foster parents who just love,
    the piercing first cry from a newborn child,
    the quiet around receiving the bread and the cup,
    a strand of smoke rising from a white valley cabin,
    the bruised blue sky over a sullen sea after a heavy rain,
    the silencing of weeks of gunfire,
    lips meeting for the first time,
    and for all the middle times,
    and for the last time,

    and the sun rising yet-
    above disappointments
    and failures
    and forsakenness
    and divorces
    and tragedies
    and crimes
    and wars-
    the sun rising still,
    and again,
    and again,
    day after day,
    Your promise that
    light and life-
    and beautiful things-
    go on.

    You fill my days with
    sights and scenes and sounds
    that lift my heart
    at moments
    when I am lost within-
    and You lift me up to see
    that there is more,
    there is better,
    there is wonder
    beyond what I think,
    what I have seen,
    what I have known.

    And You remind me that
    this world,
    this universe,
    is the work of Your hand,
    crafted in pure love,
    and it is,
    despite the troubles of this day,
    flooded with Your goodness,
    and greatness.
    And they are signs
    that you love it.
    That you love your creation.
    That you love me.

    Thank you, Father.

    For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him. He is before all things, and in him all things hold together.
    Colossians 1:16-17

    Inspired by the track, “Fight Day”, by Thomas Newman, which is on the soundtrack for the film “Cinderella Man”

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    A web programmer by day, I somehow still spend a lot of time thinking about relationships, God, and the significance of grace and love in daily events. I am old school in the sense that I believe in the reality of sin, and in the need of each human heart for deliverance to the Divine. I am one of those who believes that Jesus Christ is the Son of God, and that you can find most answers to life's pressing issues in Him and His Word, the Bible. I ain't perfect, and a lot of the time I ain't good, but by God's grace and kindness, I am forgiven and free.

    2 Responses to In Gratitude For Beauty

    1. February 11, 2018 at 7:48 pm

      Hey friend.
      Have you ever read the Valley of Vision, old Puritan prayers?
      This one of yours reminds me of that style.
      And I appreciate it so much!

      • Bruce
        February 11, 2018 at 10:48 pm

        Hi Kristy- I have never heard of that collection. I’ll find it and check it out! Thanks for letting me know about it.

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