Outside, in Father’s creation,
wind, grass, sky, hills, trees — all of nature, lightens and lifts burdens.
Frosty but calming quietness. Breathe deeply of the freshness.
Father’s lovely artistic beauty, given to us daily, freely.
His love expressed, in nature’s dress.
For us, an evident token of His eternal passion for beauty and love.
So rich, His universe, spoken verse by verse.
Bow before our heavenly King. Rest in nature’s painting.
The heavens declare His glory, they speak of the Almighty, His greatness, unending,
His magnificent marvels, miniscule to galactic. How wondrous His infinite order!
My soul, silently rest; stop all protest — I am blessed.
By the Word of Yahuwah [the LORD] were the heavens made;
and all the host of them by the breath of His mouth.
For He spake, and it was done; He commanded, and it stood fast.
For the Word of Yahuwah is right; and all His works are done in truth.
His Word is truth.
(Psalms 33:6,9,4; John 17:17)
The best remedy for those who are afraid or lonely or unhappy,
is to go outside somewhere where they can be quiet
and alone with the heavens, nature, and God.
Because only then, does one feel that all is as it should be.
— Anne Frank
- The Bridegroom’s Love
- Therefore My Heart is Glad
- Set Your Affection on Things Above
- His Word – Higher Than the Heavens