This is one of those mornings when things are not going well. I’m not feeling what to write about. I keep getting interrupted and the dog just threw up.
Not sure why this morning is different; although, it usually is harder to know what to write when I’ve had a good day the day before. I know that sounds strange but it’s true.
If I am struggling with something it’s very easy to put it on paper. But I had a really good day yesterday. Maybe I should just write how pleasant it was to praise the Lord all day.
I know what David meant when he wrote, “One thing I ask from the LORD, this only do I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to gaze on the beauty of the LORD and to seek him in his temple.” (Psalm 27:4)
I understand that. I know what that feels like – to want to be in the Lord’s presence all the time; to see His beauty every moment. It’s because He is what the word beauty was created to describe. All the lovely words in the world were made to honor the Living God. But they don’t do Him justice.
What is spiritual can hardly be described with physical words. But we can keep trying because He is worth praising with every breath.
When He allows us to see His beauty, it changes our hearts. It takes away the fear. I remember Him doing that for me many years ago. I wasn’t afraid to trust Him because I saw Him.
His beauty is true beauty. It is pure because of His holiness and His faithfulness. When we see glimpses of the Lord, there is no doubt that He is the Might God. That is the beauty He has shown me all my life and it has never been more evident than since Julie’s accident and death.
I can see my Lord God so clearly – especially the compassion on His face. Yes, He is beautiful. Everything about Him is beautiful, even His justice and especially His mercy. My Julie is gazing on His beauty now. I am so happy for her!
One day she, Alan and I will gaze on him together and thank Him for bringing us safely into His house.