I’ve been going through old blog posts and rereading some things from years ago, at the beginning of this whole blog adventure. For whatever reason, this one just spoke to me, as if I hadn’t even been the one to write it. Sounds like a God thing to me. 🙂
Every time I head out for a prayer walk, I inevitably start out by praising God for His creation. I’m so moved by it, oftentimes to my own astonishment. It seems that when I’m in the midst of creation, the most minute details stand out in stark relief. I notice the intricate patterns on the smallest bug, the delicate veins in the tiniest leaf, the ripple in the surface of the water indicating the wonder of life below its surface. These things speak to me in ways I can’t fully explain, filling me with amazement for the Mind that could imagine such things into being.
As I was walking, I thought (not for the first time) about creation being a type of love-language from the Father to His children. However, this morning something new hit me.
When we were created, He had to create us to understand that language.
When He created the earth to speak the language of His splendor and creativity, He had to create man to be able to receive it. Other love-languages (perhaps you’ve read the book The Five Love Languages – an excellent read) are best received when they are the recipient’s inherent language (i.e. a person whose love language is acts-of-service, will receive love best from you if you offer to do a task for them rather than give them a gift; whereas a person whose love language is gifts, will not feel as loved if you perform a task). Isn’t it amazing that God created all of us with this inherent language: to be able to understand and feel His love and glory through creation so that we would have one more way to understand, commune and connect with our Father?
We all go through periods of time where we think God is being silent with regard to our trials or in answer to our prayers. If you are going through such a time, I urge you to go outside. God is not silent. He is speaking forth His love to you in a hundred different, wildly beautiful ways right in your own backyard. And, thankfully – incredibly –
it’s in a language you inherently know.
The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge.
There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard.
Their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world.
Your dad could sit in his swing, every second of every day, soaking in God’s Love Language thru nature. He is just in awe of nature and it draws him so close to God. Beautiful Post!!