Reminders of His Presence

The fog blanketed our Greene County roads this morning, attempting to add extra eerieness to the already strange developments in recent days.

My husband and I rode in to the office together. The Towering Oaks offices, usually a bustling epicenter for our church and Christian school, is strangely still though the staff is still here. We gather for morning devotions and pray. We head to our respective spaces and work on plans to keep in close contact with our family in Jesus during the coming weeks. The quiet left by the missing voices leaves a void. 

I stepped out of the truck and paused. It was early, so the parking lot was near empty. The fog shrouded the lights and the cool air made me shiver. 

Wait. Listen.

Music.

Beautiful music.

I listened as the birds that filled our Towering Oaks sang their morning song. And scripture filled my heart: Consider the birds of the sky, they don’t sow or reap or gather into barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Aren’t you worth more than they (Matt. 6:26)?

I had to smile and think, God’s creation isn’t aware or concerned with the worries of the day. The sun will rise soon and chase the fog away. The birds are going to continue to sing and the daffodils will open and turn their faces to bath in the suns glory.

The birds don’t sow or reap or gather.

The flowers don’t labor or spin thread.

Yet our heavenly Father takes care of them. Won’t He do much for us?

When our children were young, I would ask them—

“Do you know what the birds are saying when they sing?”

“Do you know what the flowers whisper when they bloom in brilliant colors?”

“Do you know what the squirrels say as they chatter and leap from limb to limb?”

And they would answer—

GOD MADE ME!

 


All of nature calls out to the existence of our Creator. Nature isn’t concerned this morning over quarantines or what breaking news will take place later today.

Nature is leading the way and reminding us to simply stop. And praise the LORD.

“Seek ye first the kingdom of God and His righteousness,
and all these things will be added unto you.
Don’t worry about tomorrow, because tomorrow will take care of itself.
Each day has enough trouble of its own.”
·   Matthew 6   ·

What a grand opportunity we have today to teach our children God’s cure for anxiety! 

Seek first the kingdom of God.

› FIRST—Read the scriptures and find truth. Begin with the gospel of John if you don’t already have a plan.

› FIRST—Pray and thank God for every big and little blessing in life, just as the father of the boy in great need of healing cried out to Jesus, “I believe! Help my unbelief!” (Mark 9) 

› FIRST—Praise Him! Sing! Fill your home or car or office with praise music. After all, God lives in the praise of His people.


Our children are fully aware that something strange and stress-inducing is happening in our world. What an opportunity we have today to teach them to look to God first. To trust God to be who He says He is. To lean in and find peace is His presence.

 

The birds and flowers are beautiful reminders of God’s power and presence. Make the best of today. He already has! 

 

 

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6 thoughts on “Reminders of His Presence

  1. Such wonderful truths Ms. Shelley. Thank you ma’am. I think your key is that God is indeed all around us; we simply need to slow down, become silent, and listen. He’s always here with us, reassuring us we’re His. Well said ma’am. Thank you and God’s blessings.

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  2. A beautiful reminder for these times especially! I loved this, “God’s creation isn’t aware or concerned with the worries of the day. The sun will rise soon and chase the fog away. The birds are going to continue to sing and the daffodils will open and turn their faces to bath in the suns glory.”

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