At the end of us reading Psalms 104, my brother gave us a task. To look at all things around us like a child would or like a person in a new place would.
It is a hard thing to do especially when you see everything around you several times a day, everyday. So I didn’t think much of the task until yesterday.
I saw the rays of the morning sun on dry maize stalks and their color brown tanned to a golden, bronze color as the rays bounced around from one stalk to the next until the color went throughout the field. It was unlike any other thing I’ve ever seen, like a veil had been lifted from my eyes and I was a child again.
I thanked God for this, just as my brother had said we do. Firstly because I could see, really see, also so that I could remember that it is the creator of ‘this’ and not ‘this’ should glory go to.
Since then, the song Dove’s eyes has been on my mind. More so that part where Tasha sings “Give me dove’s eyes, Give me undistracted devotion For only You” so that even as I marvel at His creation, to see God.
Hereby hangs marvel tales of golden bronze maize stalks and a yellow spider on a yellow flower.
I pray that you get to see all things from your inner child’s eyes and that even as you marvel at God’s creation, you see Him the more. Kind of like this: