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“The world is charged with the grandeur of God,” writes Gerald ManleyHopkins in one of his most famous poems. After lines filled with life andwonder, Hopkins turns his phrases toward how the Industrial Revolution hadcrushed nature under the blows of technology and economic exploitation. Yet, the grandeur remains. Even living beside the ever-buzzing city of Los Angeles, I see patches ofglory, despite the concrete prairies that we have today. The flutteringof a poplar leaf, the quick flowering of a poppy that falls and makes tenmore, the snow-smattered mountains unveiled after a rainstorm, and thebees swarming like an army around the blooming trees that bookend myfirewood pile. These peek out of the noisy city-life and remind me ofGod. These hints take me back to a moment where everything seemed just right in the world. Yet the difficulty with this kind of moment is it is shy of ourmanufacturing it. You may even return to a location, but the sense is nolonger there—almost as if a clear patch of meaning crossed paths withyours and you spend much of your life wondering if you will cross pathsagain. A moment for me was beside a glacier in the Bugaboos in the CanadianRockies. I was in my teens. My mother took my sister and me to enjoyheli-hiking. This is an activity where a helicopter drops you off atremote ridges, places that seem untouched by human hands, and you hike to a rendezvous to enjoy a cook-out lunch over an emerald lake. One afternoon, I decided not to go with the group. Rather, I wanted tohike alone up toward the glacier that overlooked the lodge. After a fewhours, I arrived at the end of the trail. The August air was smooth andwarm with a soft, cool breeze tumbling down the canyon. I was in a fieldof white boulders with small patches of green grass. It was idyllic, likea picture from a book of fairy tales. I perched atop one of the bouldersoverlooking the glacier and enjoyed a sandwich. A ground squirrelscurried across the patches of grass. A brook gurgled. Below me, in thedistance, I could see the lodge and the trail. The mountain was alive. The goodness of God was present. I felt like I had crossed paths withsomething that made the whole world mean something more. Out of my backpack I pulled my portable headphones. I had brought myfavorite musician with me, Rich Mullins, who taught me how to see Godthrough poetry and beauty. I played a song that seemed appropriate: There is such a thing as glory and there are hints of it everywhereAnd the hints are overwhelming and its scent is in the airIt’s more powerful than morning, oh, the morning can’t compareTo such a thing as glory (1) God was pouring out glory that day. Or perhaps it would better for me tosay that He’s always pouring out glory. That day was special because fora brief moment I really caught a glimpse of it. I had stilled myselfenough to see what the psalmist had also seen three thousand years prior: The heavens declare the glory of God,And the sky above proclaims his handiwork.Day to day pours out speech, And night to night reveals knowledge.There is no speech, nor are there words, whose voice is not heard.Their voice goes out through all the earth,And their words to the end of the world. (Ps 19:1-4) Always good, always present, always glory—the unrelenting voice ofcreation. That is God revealing Himself. And “we who come beneath His mercies will be compelled to sing.” (2) Dale Fincher (1) Rich Mullins, Winds of Heaven, Stuff of Earth, “Such a Thing asGlory,” (1988). (2) Ibid.To subscribe, send blank e-mail with the subject 'Subscribe': firstname.lastname@example.org
We should rejoice with thankfulness that the Lord in His infinite mercy has most signally favored our country and our people. For all these things, it is meet that the voice of the nation should go up to God in devout homage.--President Chester Arthur, 1881 =============== [Jesus said,] "I am the good shepherd; I know My sheep and Mysheep know Me - just as the Father knows Me and I know theFather - and I lay down My life for the sheep." --John 10:14-15
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