We had lost 30 minutes waiting for a gate to open for our arriving flight.
Gail knew the Atlanta airport well and she recommended that the moveable walkway would be as quick as the train to the next gate.
However, it wasn't long before I realized I had to pick up my pace to make my connection, so I respectfully asked if she'd mind if I went ahead. I doubled my pace even on the moving walkway and was making great strides. That is, till I spotted some splashes of color on hanging canvases in the corridor ahead.
As I approached I recognized beautiful colored photographs of the universe, of its nebula, constellations, and galaxies.
They arrested me. I briefly forgot the flight and gazed at the configurations of color, the incalculable lights, and the unfathomable distances documented. I was filled with the awesomeness of their splendor.
Something deep within me called out to applaud and pay homage to the Creator.
I took a few long looks, my face wreathing into smiles as I observed the neon green, blue, and pink from the superimposed telescope images. I couldn't assimilate the incomprehensible distances they referenced, but I gawked, my mind stretching, my heart laughing with delight.
Before I had to move back into hurry mode, I wanted to flag down all who passed by.
Look at what our Lord created! Don't rush by so quickly. This is not the work of an amateur or of a small deity. Stop and worship. Absorb the grandeur as best you can.
This God knows your name, the hairs on your head, your dreams and your frustrations.
"O Lord, our Lord, your majestic name fills the earth!
Your glory is higher than the heavens....
When I look at the night sky and see the work of your fingers—
the moon and the stars you set in place—
what are mere mortals that you should think about them,
human beings that you should care for them?" Psalm 8:1, 3-4 (NLT)
While I couldn't linger in front of those pictures, they have lingered in me.
They remind me of the joy of relishing God's majesty and my need to stop and look for God's fingerprints wherever I see them... including in the Atlanta airport.
For Your Consideration
"Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God? But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore: ye are of more value than many sparrows." (Luke 12:6-7, NIV).
To what might you need to attend to celebrate God's thoughts toward you?
Is there anything you can do to develop attentiveness to God's majesty?
4 comments:
I often have to stop and remind myself that I am personal to God. He knows Mandy, He made Mandy, He wants Mandy, He made Mandy's eye's blue and each blemish and freckle and strand of hair and wrinkle and the list goes on I could even say He hand made each cell. When you think about all of the things that make up a body from a molecular stand point it is 'unfathomable' that HE designed each one specifically for me. Just like the stars that He taught how to shine and knows by name He was particular about every fiber that creates me and that makes me personal to Him. The closest I can come to understanding how He feels about me is the love that I have for my own kids and, I in no way put as much effort into their creation as He did mine(and theirs too). I am in awe of each creation from the galaxies and stars to the grass. Imagine the power of One who can do all of these things and still know each hair on our heads. IMAGINE!
Your comment makes me smile in agreement!
Beautiful! We recently went to see the Hubble Movie in 3D at the IMAX... what an artist He is. Your post took me back to those images and that feeling of complete and total AWE... if we are in such awe of creation, imagine what it will be like to behold the Creator in all his glory!
No wonder we will be changed when we "behold" the Lord in all of His glory!
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