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Not Perplexed

"Clouds are the dust of His Feet
and watching the evening sky
I chuckled to think,'How neat,
God just passed by."
(Ruth Bell Graham)


I am enjoying the freshly rinsed blue sky this morning. There are fat puffy cotton ball clouds hanging so low, as if by a string. The other day, the clouds were just a thin white roll tucked in between the foothills and peaks of snow Today the clouds are a bit gray, and look as if they are being sucked right through a straw, up into the mountain's mouth. Every where I look there are so many reminders of God who creates and makes. . .

It is humbling to think that our Creator God is so relational and takes the time each day to reach out to us. It may be just through the great outdoors, but it's also in the knowledge, even in the scientific information we discover. He has generously given truth to all mankind, since the earth began, and tries to lead us into understanding. Maybe that is why he chose to descend himself and take on his own created skin to live among men. Why he went to so much trouble so that we could truly know and understand him, I do not have the answer. Except to say that I must have mattered to him, somewhere in the mind of God, I and all of his created beings became the object of his love and grace. . .

Each day He generously reveals himself, he's our source for wisdom, knowledge, and understanding. His desire is that we know him, truly know him, and not be perplexed. . .

"It is He who reveals the profound and hidden things; He knows what is in the darkness, and the light dwells with Him." (Daniel 2:22)


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