For The Beauty Of The Earth

We’ve been traveling (some of the family).  Yesterday we arrived in Wyoming.  We lived in Wyoming years ago and loved the people (or lack thereof) as well as God’s earth.

The wide open spaces, the big skies, the animals all lend to this beautiful picture.  My daughter is just so excited to be here.

“All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made.” John 1:3

Everything in this picture suggests a CREATOR.  He made it all and to Him I will sing this song of praise today!

For the beauty of the earth,
For the glory of the skies,
For the love which from our birth
Over and around us lies—

Refrain:
Lord of all, to Thee we raise,
This our hymn of grateful praise.

For the wonder of each hour,
Of the day and of the night,
Hill and vale, and tree and flow’r,
Sun and moon, and stars of light—

For the joy of human love,
Brother, sister, parent, child,
Friends on earth and friends above,
For all gentle thoughts and mild—

For Thy church that evermore
Lifteth holy hands above,
Off’ring up on every shore
Her pure sacrifice of love—

Today we are off to new adventures and we will be surrounded by mountains.  These remind me of how protective our God truly is.

He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.  I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.  Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.  He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.  Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day;  Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday. A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.  Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked. Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation; There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. Psalm 91:1-10