The morning is such a precious time with my papa.
Just waking up to His beauty is so amazing, so humbling.
[[my eyes become captivated by the beautiful scene,
the painting, masterpiece, that is created right before my very own eyes..]]
the sky is always different, yet, always the same…beautful&majestic
No matter where I am in the world, the sky is the same-my comfort from you-my beautiful security blanket.
Cities & places change but the sky never changes-it has no bounds. It's always the same big, majestic, beautiful, powerful expanse between heaven and earth hanging above me filled with paintings only He can create. Day or night the sky shines with His glory, with His majesty, with His love, with His power.
BOUNDLESS
With the BEAUTY of His FACE. His SMILE. His EYES.
the sky beckons me closer to His heart.
I feel Him in the beauty of the sky.
awestruck…captivating…glorious
King of Heaven
I desire to see the whole earth to be found in you daddy. I desire the entire human race to turn back to your heart, back to your face, find peace in your goodness, find rest in your strength, to feel the outpour of love-a love they can only experience from a relationship with you. A love that no human could ever fill. It's so hard to imagine, to try & comprehend, the vast greatness of this world & all of the many people who DESPERATELY need you. It starts with one. I am completely incapable of reaching the masses but you are not. My prayer is for your warriors, for supernatural power & strength, to continue to run this race that you've entrusted us with. To press on where you've called all of us to press on and to bring the gospel with the urgency in which it deserves.
thank you for the sky & the promise it holds.
