Wednesday, January 25, 2012

The Worshipper


Dawn
The worshipper was awakened by sol’s restless children as they crept across the yet grey misty landscape to gently pry his eyelids open so he could watch as God drew back the curtain on a brand new day.
As the sky first slowly, then with quickening pace, was unzipped, God invigorated him afresh with the beauty of His creation and with His unfailing love.
Rainbows
The worshipper was captivated by the Noahic ribbon that God had stretched across the dripping sky.  Crowned with sacrificial red and shod with kingly purple it spoke to him of God’s promised redemptive plan.
Sol’s children scrambled forth to paint God’s color-filled arch across the sky with prism-like precision and to dazzle the worshipper with the marvel of God’s creativity.
Dusk
The worshipper stood transfixed, with oriental back and occidental eyes, reveling in the depth of the majesty of God’s creation.  He was overcome by the beauty he was allowed to witness.  It was a gift from God.
Sol’s children marched in golden array along radial highways projecting outward from behind hesperian peaks and across the azure sky, to bathe calm clouds in varying shades of crimson and pink.
God's Glory
"You are worthy, our Lord and God, to receive glory and honor and power, for You created all things, and because of your will they exist and were created."  (Revelation 4:11)


J. Alton Davis