Enjoying the Touch of the Masters Hand

"Praise the LORD. Praise the LORD from the heavens, praise him in the heights above. Praise him, all his angels, praise him, all his heavenly hosts. Praise him, sun and moon, praise him, all you shining stars. Praise him, you highest heavens and you waters above the skies. Let them praise the name of the LORD, for he commanded and they were created. He set them in place for ever and ever; he gave a decree that will never pass away. Praise the LORD from the earth, you great sea creatures and all ocean depths, lightning and hail, snow and clouds, stormy winds that do his bidding, you mountains and all hills, fruit trees and all cedars, wild animals and all cattle, small creatures and flying birds, kings of the earth and all nations, you princes and all rulers on earth, young men and maidens, old men and children. Let them praise the name of the LORD, for his name alone is exalted; his splendor is above the earth and the heavens. Praise the LORD."

-Psalm 148






I love the beach, it's such a spiritual place for me personally and probably a lot of other people. I feel close to my creator. Just as the waves keep coming, His love keeps coming and the further I walk out toward the horizon the deeper in His love I go. His thoughts about me outnumber the grains of sand. If His grace is an ocean, we're all sinking.
His creation amazes me. The colors, the design, the uniqueness. The skies display His craftsmanship! Who dare doubt there is a God!? Who makes the waves crash and roar? Who calms the sea with his voice? Who takes care of the fish of the sea? Is it I? No. It is our Father. And if he can do all these things, who am I to question what He can and cannot do in my life?


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