I Met God in the Morning

Dear Readers,

I was amazed when I got up this morning on how fast the seasons come and go! I looked outside my window and just stared in awe at the now brilliantly hued trees and soft grey sky. Somehow I must have missed their beauty in the rush and go of the past few weeks. Just taking a moment to pause and admire God's handiwork was refreshing! I never even realized that autumn had come until yesterday. I guess that we often forget to notice details around us because we are too busy obsessing over what we are doing. I do that too much, and so I often miss all the beautiful brushstrokes of God's artistic hand in life around me. In life in general even! And it is because of this that God reminds me so that I can stop running around like a headless chicken, to just even watch a bird wind it's way through the trees outside. I am so thankful for God's loving kindness and patience with me.

As I was pondering over all this, I found this lovely poem by Ralph Spaulding Cushman;

"I Met God in the Morning"

I met God in the morning
When my day was at its best,
And His presence came like sunrise,
Like a glory in my breast.

All day long the Presence lingered,

All day long He stayed with me,

And we sailed in perfect calmness

O’er a very troubled sea.

 

Other ships were blown and battered,

Other ships were sore distressed,

But the winds that seemed to drive them

Brought to us a peace and rest.

Then I thought of other mornings,

With a keen remorse of mind,

When I too had loosed the moorings,

With the Presence left behind.

So I think I know the secret,

Learned from many a troubled way:

You must seek Him in the morning

If you want Him through the day!

 

So, instead of using all our energies on the mountains of life around us, it always pays to listen to God's voice reminding us to enjoy the beauty He created for us; and thus reminded, to glorify Him in the remainder of our day.

 

Thanks for the stroll with me!

 

-Lindsay