We get so caught up in the high wires of being practical, wasting no time, stretching it out, and filling in every little gap, that we are too often unaware of the profound.
On our way home the other day, I suggested that instead of our usual route with stoplights through town, we should take the little two-lane road over the mountain. It is a tad longer in time and distance, weaving its way towards the same highway, but it is less traveled, not so practical, and provides a different pattern for an ordinary journey.
We were running a little bit later than we had anticipated, and I could tell that sunset was nearing. As we ascended the winding road, I could begin to see the glow as we drew closer to the ridge.
I didn't have to ask my husband to pull over on the shoulder. The light was golden, even before we could see it.
And the awe of God was spelled out before us.
You make the going out of the morning and the evening
to shout for joy.
Psalm 65. 8
Every day,
God gives us the sunrise and sunset,
the bookends of His glory everyday,
to remind us of Who He is.
The awe that moves us beyond words
is a call to worship,
not just for the beauty of the creation,
but the beauty of the Creator.
What we can see,
what we cannot see,
what we only believe,
what we can know,
Himself.
God enlarges our view in unexpected places and in unlikely ways on the most ordinary days. I shudder to think how much we actually miss of His Presence around us.
We were looking for a way through to the other side. God gave us what we did not even ask for along the way. God brings His beauty to it. Because even His splendor is a vital element of the essential.
And a reminder of His faithfulness.
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