I feel the Presence of God falling over, as the dew falls on the morning grass. No one knows from whence it came…but faithfully each day it adorns the blades. The sounds of the earth awaken my ears to His voice. The birds chirping, crickets and frogs and the like rustling about to and fro. The wonder of nature turns my heart toward the Creator. A single glance at the sky brings an awe and wonder that cannot be found elsewhere.
The heavens declare the glory of God. It will always be so. The reason the enemy is attempting to affect the skies. God’s glory won’t be erased. It will remain.
The earth and its sounds are such a beautiful symphony…I can only imagine the sounds in heaven. My ears perk up in anticipation. My heart stirs with the knowledge of heavenly choruses and the elders around the throne.
Oh, come let us adore Him!!
One and all eager to praise our Creator. What a glorious and wonderful day that will be.
Oh, that the earth would begin to rise in songs and sighs that echo the eternal song of heaven! Oh, that the birds on earth would synchronize their wings with the angels around. Come, let all the earth erupt in praise to the King!!
He alone is worthy. This Unrivaled One Captures the hearts of men and commands the praise of angels. Isn’t He wonderful!
No one and nothing is even a match for Him…a word from His mouth creates. A sigh from Him lays foundations low. A glance from His eye can see through any walls and into the hardest heart. He makes the hard, soft and the heavy, light and the wicked, wise.
He brings the change we want to see.
As the dew falls, I lean into the His voice. I hear. I see. I feel. I know what is real. His love envelops me, and I am now ready to face the day. Never alone. Always seen. Fully known.
How good and pleasant it is when God’s people live together in unity! It is like precious oil poured on the head, running down on the beard, running down on Aaron’s beard, down on the collar of his robe. It is as if the dew of Hermon were falling on Mount Zion. For there the Lord bestows His blessing, even life forevermore. Psalm 133
365 Days in the Presence 