Day 19 of 28
Worthy is the Lamb that was slain!
Having lived in Hawaii,
I longed for the snow and the four seasons.
As I say often to myself, good weather everyday is not good.
When I was in Hawaii, I rarely appreciated the crystal clear watered beaches,
the rainbows that were caught in the valleys after afternoon showers,
all year around 80 something sunshine days,
or the pollution free air that I breathed.
One afternoon driving in Philadelphia suburbs,
I saw cars that stopped on the sides of the road and people out of their cars watching the sky.
There was a half rainbow, a faint one, in the sky
and people just enjoyed and appreciated the beauty.
I thought to myself… I saw double rains almost everyday in Hawaii. You can’t call that a rainbow…
Yet, people appreciated even a half rainbow.
Good weather everyday is not good.
We take things for granted.
No reflection. No appreciation. No gratitude.
No time to stop and just take things in.
Yeah, it is there and it will always be there…
We live in an ugly world stained by blood violence, filled with brokenness, and shattered lives.
Enemy comes to kill, steal and destroy.
And we have invited the enemy in even to our living rooms.
Often it is not easy to see the beauty of this world or the hope in midst of despair.
It is easy to get cynical or apathetic.
We are entering a season of Thanksgiving.
As I take time and stopped to look up,
I see my God seated on the throne.
I see the beauty and the majesty of His creation.
I remember the age old promise that is still being fulfilled…
“For a child will be born to us, a son will be given to us…
And His name will be called Wonderful Counselor,
Mighty God, Eternal Father, Prince of Peace…”
He who came as the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world
Will surely come as the Lion of Judah who will roar in His righteousness.
He will wipe away all the tears,
establish and uphold justice and righteousness,
and gather men and women from every tribe, tongue, people and nation.
He will make all things new!
I see the King of Glory coming on the clouds with fire;
The whole earth shakes, the whole earth shakes…
(Hosanna, by Hillsong)
I lift up my head to the heaven and cry out, “Maranatha! Lord, come quickly!”