The Way of His World
In the beginning, God created.
Artist’s soul attuned to string everything from nothing formed an idea in his head that gave him delight. A black and barren expanse mutely marked a starting point from which the Spirit hovered, ... I’m a girl of the wilderness, wild at heart. There’s nowhere I feel more alive, more of who I was created to be, than outdoors in creation—and I don’t think I’m alone. We were made for this stuff. Beauty. Enormity. ... At times, the most extravagant beauty is found in simplicity. The brilliance radiated by a single firefly. The intricate, colorful design adorning one tropical fish. A single rose. “Simple” allows one to hone in and marvel at the craftsmanship.
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My daughter caught a fish. I love sunrises, sunsets. The grandeur of mountains, the movement of the ocean, the starkness of the desert—all engage my senses. But nothing captures my heart like the beauty of God revealed in his created image bearers. I see God in my husband, ... Late winter is often particularly dark and dank. My doldrums are deep; the brief respite of sun and warmth too rare. Cranky, I put one foot ahead of the other, get done what needs to be done, oblivious to subtle renewal around me, refusing to believe even in the possibility. It ...
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We Were Made for This
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Planting a Lasting Legacy
The Beauty of Creation Captured in Poetry
Empty & Full
by Sarah Elizabeth Finch
The Creator’s Beauty Revealed in His Daughters
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Stumbling Upon Spring
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