Distinct shadows lie across my lawn, distorted silhouettes of the black walnuts, cedars, hackberries, and yellow poplars gracing the landscape. The bright versus shadowed grass belies the blazing orb that sits 93 million miles away, infusing our world with the energy that sustains all life on earth.
It’s an amazing wonder, a gift from God that singularly supplies nearly all the energy that supports our lives. Except for geothermal energy, the sun is directly or indirectly the source of all the other forms of energy. And it is also the wellspring of nearly all the beauty of nature. No wonder the pagan civilizations worshipped it, ignorant of its creator.
Lord, when I gaze upon the clouds as they slowly morph, when I watch a hummingbird kiss a begonia, when I see walnut branches dance in the breeze, I will remember the sun you fashioned and placed at exactly the right distance to preserve the cosmos you established so long ago.
It’s an amazing wonder, a gift from God that singularly supplies nearly all the energy that supports our lives. Except for geothermal energy, the sun is directly or indirectly the source of all the other forms of energy. And it is also the wellspring of nearly all the beauty of nature. No wonder the pagan civilizations worshipped it, ignorant of its creator.
Lord, when I gaze upon the clouds as they slowly morph, when I watch a hummingbird kiss a begonia, when I see walnut branches dance in the breeze, I will remember the sun you fashioned and placed at exactly the right distance to preserve the cosmos you established so long ago.
