"I lift my eyes up to the hills. Where does my help come from?"
I'm a sucker for seeing God in nature. I always have been. It's weird. I see a stream and I'm like, "hey God, great job on that stream" Or I see a bird singing and think, "very creative God". Or I see a platypus and think, "really? Were you A.D.D on that one? Or were you just using leftover parts?"
I'm a mountain boy. Every year of my life I've at some point been on top of a mountain. I love mountains. I see God everywhere I look. It's amazing. I thought I had seen everything when it came to mountains. I lived on top of one for 4 years.
Then I came to Colorado Springs. It's nestled at the foot of the rocky mountains. I was interested to see the difference from the Appalachian Mountains and the Rockies. We landed late and so my first glimpse of the Rockies would have to wait until morning. We got up and got breakfast and I walked outside...
Holy Crap.
I thought I had seen mountains but these were HUGE. They were majestic. They jutted out of the ground with unmatched beauty. But most of all they shouted the glory of God. The first thought that came to my mind was Psalm 121:1-2.
"I lift my eyes up to the hills. Where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of the Heavens of the Earth."
The Rocky mountains sing of God's glory just by existing. The Bible says that even the rocks cry out about God. I'm blessed just to see it.
Where do you see God's glory?
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