In the tenderest moment, a doe lies down in the quiet forest. The humble beauty gives birth to a precious little fawn. A busy world around us seems not to notice, but it all screams out the glory of God. Mighty waves pounding the shore with unbelievable force thunder out His Majesty too. The wind whistles through the trees, and the softest snowflake settles on a branch. All nature belts its praises to the One who commanded it all to be.

We who have sensed our call to draw near God are blessed. We hold a privileged position higher than anyone around us. We can be the ones who recognize this glory that belongs to our Lord. We can appreciate Him more each day we learn of His wonder and grace.

Let us not take our privilege lightly. Let us behold the glory of our God and let it humble us. Let the discoveries we make each day of the presence and power of God enslave our hearts to seek His. Wherever we go today, let us join all that is God´s to overflow with praise to Him!

Yahweh’s voice makes the deer calve, and strips the forests bare. In his temple everything says, “Glory!” Psalm 29:9 (WEB)