All I see is Your glory.
In the cotton-candy painted skies, all I see is Your majesty.
In the willingness of team Hope to fight for one another, all I see is Your relentless love.
In the roaring, crashing waves, all I see is Your strength.
In the intricacy of the flowers that land on my lap during morning devo, all I see is Your design.
In the way nature works so effortlessly and perfectly, all I see is Your wonder.
In the scary moments that result in burnt hair and unsettled hearts, all I see is Your hand of protection.
In the hard and super uncomfy conversations, all I see is Your desire to live in true harmony.
In the smiles from strangers welcoming me into their country, all I see is Your goodness.
In the testimonies I’ve heard, all I see is Your faithfulness.
I look around and I see brokenness, but I see broken things being remade. I see wounds, but I see wounds being made into scars. I see fear, but fear being turned into faith. Through all of it, all I see is Your glory.
