My Ways

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As I walked by the fountain, I decided to take some shots of the water as it surged into the air.

Things that are normally unnoticeable except through photography are particularly of interest to me.

Even though we may not notice them or even be aware of their presence, God knows all about them.

After all, it is God who created them and it is He who sustains them.

Looking at one of the photographs, the water was frozen in time, displaying an elegance of motion with every bubble and swirl.

Though I do not possess the mathematical mind to even consider it, there is a perfect order that God knows, even in the rising and falling of water.

A small thing, perhaps, but not really.

Stars boiling with heat unimaginable, light years from our planet.

Water falling with gravity’s pull in a small town’s fountain on a Saturday afternoon.

Understanding either one is just as easy for God.

Because He knows, because He is in control, we are forced to consider our limitations.

As we consider our limitations, we are drawn to consider His lack of them.

 

Whatever is of concern to you today, frame it with these verses:

“My thoughts are not your thoughts,
    and my ways are not your ways,” declares the Lord.
 “Just as the heavens are higher than the earth,
    so my ways are higher than your ways,
        and my thoughts are higher than your thoughts.”

—Isaiah 55:8-9

 

 

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One comment on “My Ways

  1. You sound just like me – I take photos of everything I think my eyes are lenses =) Stunning imagery! Stunning God!

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