What do you see?

"The question is not what you look at, but what you see." Henry David Thoreau, August 5, 1851

Most weekdays I'm usually on the highway, headed east, just before the sun peaks over the horizon. Some mornings my mind is racing through the day ahead, with varying degrees of "have-to-ness", while trying to safely navigate traffic complicated by highway construction. (For those of you who have driven Wise County highways, you know "traffic" carries it's own connotations!)

On other mornings, I travel the same highway, at the time time, contending with the same traffic mingled with construction, but the drive is very different. Why? I'm mostly "looking" at the same things but on those particular mornings I "see" something else. It's always there but often missed. I "see" the morning canvas of the Master Painter! Blues and purples and greens and yellows and pinks and oranges all perfectly splashed across the horizon into one huge masterpiece!

Even more amazing is the fact that having made that drive almost every weekday for 28 years, I've never seen the same painting twice!

Remember, it's the beginning of the day. Who knows what more there is to "see" if I will do more than just "look" at what God places before me.

O Lord my God! When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the works Thy hands have made,
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy pow'r throughout the universe displayed.
Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
~ Stuart K. Hine, 1899 -

(I think God just got up from His easel. Let's go see what He painted today)

Memento Vivere!

(Note: This image was taken in Wasilla, Alaska this past summer. We were there for summer solstice, meaning the sun just dipped below the horizon for no more than a couple of hours each night. Never did we experience darkness. We bought aluminum foil to cover the windows of our cabin so we could sleep!)