While visiting in Colorado our friends and some of our family drove up to Rocky Mountain National Park to enjoy the beautiful scenery and to watch the Bull Elk bugling during fall rut in Estes Park CO. It is amazing to see how the animals know that it is the season between summer and winter when leaves change color and fall to the ground. Their God given instinct lets them know what is expected of them as the transformation takes place.
Every time nature sheds her summer coat with all it’s spectacular colors it is so breathtaking to me. There is nothing more beautiful than the Colorado Aspen trees when they turn into the most stunning variations of golden yellow. As the cool crisp air from the tall majestic mountains of Colorado brushed across my face, it was another reminder that winter was on its way. The voice of God in nature was saying, "Get ready for the change it will soon be here. The earth will transform into its winter coat until spring arrives."
Life is like that, we go through different seasons; But I have discovered that God sends us "Memos" that change is transpiring. We, however, fail to see or read the change, due to our lack of a awareness of His presence. Why can’t we be attentive enough to know that God is up to good in what He does and flow with whatever season He knows is best for us? We must remind ourselves that His purpose is to bring His beauty in us so that all will look with awe and wonder just like I did in the Rockies and say, “God is to be praised.” That is the ultimate goal in all things, “God is here, Praise Him! Praise the LORD, my soul. Praise the LORD.”
My thoughts go to the magnificent chapter in Psalms 104. I shall end with the Psalmist as he beautifully creates with words all the wonders of our creator, God!
“ Praise the LORD, my soul. LORD my God, you are very great; you are clothed with splendor and majesty. The LORD wraps himself in light as with a garment; he stretches out the heavens like a tent and lays the beams of his upper chambers on their waters. He makes the clouds his chariot and rides on the wings of the wind. He makes winds his messengers, flames of fire his servants.
He set the earth on its foundations; it can never be moved. You covered it with the watery depths as with a garment; the waters stood above the mountains. But at your rebuke the waters fled, at the sound of your thunder they took to flight; they flowed over the mountains, they went down into the valleys, to the place you assigned for them. You set a boundary they cannot cross; never again will they cover the earth.
He makes springs pour water into the ravines; it flows between the mountains. They give water to all the beasts of the field; the wild donkeys quench their thirst. The birds of the sky nest by the waters; they sing among the branches. He waters the mountains from his upper chambers; the land is satisfied by the fruit of his work.
He makes grass grow for the cattle, and plants for people to cultivate— bringing forth food from the earth: wine that gladdens human hearts, oil to make their faces shine, and bread that sustains their hearts. The trees of the LORD are well watered, the cedars of Lebanon that he planted. There the birds make their nests; the stork has its home in the junipers. The high mountains belong to the wild goats; the crags are a refuge for the hyrax.
He made the moon to mark the seasons, and the sun knows when to go down. You bring darkness, it becomes night, and all the beasts of the forest prowl. The lions roar for their prey and seek their food from God. The sun rises, and they steal away; they return and lie down in their dens. Then people go out to their work, to their labor until evening.
How many are your works, LORD! In wisdom you made them all; the earth is full of your creatures.
There is the sea, vast and spacious, teeming with creatures beyond number— living things both large and small. There the ships go to and fro, and Leviathan, which you formed to frolic there.
All creatures look to you to give them their food at the proper time. When you give it to them, they gather it up; when you open your hand, they are satisfied with good things. When you hide your face, they are terrified; when you take away their breath, they die and return to the dust. When you send your Spirit, they are created, and you renew the face of the ground.
May the glory of the LORD endure forever; may the LORD rejoice in his works— He who looks at the earth, and it trembles, who touches the mountains, and they smoke.
I will sing to the LORD all my life; I will sing praise to my God as long as I live. May my meditation be pleasing to him, as I rejoice in the LORD. But may sinners vanish from the earth and the wicked be no more.
Praise the LORD, my soul. Praise the LORD.”
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