More Than Crumbs

More Than Crumbs

I have been in and out of every door in my home this morning photographing the
sunshine through the ice with layers of snow, and as the light has changed, the images have
changed.  This exquisite light brings hunger for more of what God would make known of
Himself through these masterpieces of nature. This beauty is a gift of grace.

 I am realizing more and more what a gift it is that He has given me a desire to
create beauty beyond what I can comprehend; this hunger to see more of His
creation in every possible nuance flows from the eternal vacuum He has placed in my
heart. It can only be satisfied with what He makes known to me each day through

the joy of delighting in Him through the lens of all that He has made.

I could not find such joy in these things without the Word engraved in my heart and
illumined by His Spirit.   He richly gives beauty above the commonplace and
usual provisions which we need as well, but this beauty lifts our eyes above our

circumstances to rejoice in the Beautiful One. Yes, we need food, clothing and shelter

to care for our physical being. God provides more than the bare necessities, exceedingly more!

In giving gifts through the years, I almost always have chosen to give gifts of a special nature

rather than purchase something from a list, something that will be a reflection of memories.

Isn't this what God does for us? We ask for crumbs, and would be content. Or perhaps we

ask for things of momentary vanity  of our own choosing  only to discover that through His dear ones

He often provides something wonderful for which we had not thought to ask.

Yes, He provides the drink of water.  Yes, He provides morsels of food to sustain our bodies.

But it is our souls that He feeds with such beauty beyond what we might conceive or imagine.

He also gives us the desire to see more deeply into the mirror. For those with the gift of sight, He appoints a hunger for the perfection of beauty, and the will to glorify Him in responding to the illumined scenes.

There are times when He stops us and pulls us up short with magnificent moments in His light. 

He enthralls us with visions so glorious that we stand in speechless awe of the Creator!

We become so filled with His joy that we are compelled to respond in creative manner allowing bountiful rivers of rejoicing to overflow with His love to others.

On occasion, the splendor is so glorious we can scarcely breathe; when we remember to catch our breath it must be expelled with words of praise to our Maker much as the sound of the wind appearing from far away to burst into a melody of love.

We are to write, to tell, and to remember the works of God Who in every manner provides light for our way, no matter our circumstances. This morning was such a morning.  There was such magnificent splendor before me that I could not come back in the house, though I was freezing. I did not know what the
dozens of photographic images would look like, only that I was compelled to take them to record
and tell others of the exquisiteness of God, revealed before me through all He created. 

I think of Abraham as the Lord told him to come outdoors and see if he could count the stars.

Could he number the grains of sand along the shore?  This morning was so filled with brilliance

that I could not count the diamonds of ice transforming the forest into a glorious display of the Lord’s power and glory through the miracles He created.

I am yet a child, filled with delight in the incomprehensible feast set before me. Imagine what is yet to be.

IMP 2/5/11