Pass The Brass

I can’t keep silent. I must declare the beauty of my Lord and Saviour! For it is not merely my lips that declare His Glory, but the heavens which are a testament to His greatness. It is but a fraction…barely a glimpse of His presence.

It truly amazes me the conditions I find myself in when I finally receive an ounce of inspiration. Of course, Christ is the ultimate source of all inspiration as He created us in His image…but it’s just the actual state of things in which it comes to me that surprise me. I miss it. I wish I still had that passion I had when I first began this particular journey.

Back in high school, I used to really enjoy walking to school. I wasn’t enjoying the walk because I couldn’t wait to reach the destination, but rather it was the more cliche’ line of “the journey is more important than the destination.” The only reason this held true for me was enjoying sunrise.

I realize some of you are thinking “wait a sec, you went to high school in Kalifornia! Whats so great about those sunrises?” It wasn’t necessarily the sunrises specifically, it was merely the arrangement of God’s Morning Canvas that held my fascination every day I walked to school.

I loved just looking up and seeing the awesome blends of colors and the patterns of the clouds that were set every morning. It was truly a testimony of God’s love by displaying simple beauty in nature to remind us that He cares for us, and wants us to be happy and content with our lives.

I will be the first to admit that I sin daily in my current lot in life by my worries and cares for simple matters of this world. For we are but flesh and blood but souls, spirits with an eternal purpose in existence. We are not bound to this earth permanently, but this is merely…a proving grounds of sorts. Not that we earn our way to Heaven, I, in no way, state that to be true in any way, shape or form.

All this to arrive at this point: Today I walked out of a meeting in a spirit of absolute defeat. I had reached one of those lows where I had completely lost sight of anything that mattered. I was merely a walking husk, an empty shell simply running out his lot in life. A mindless drone of flesh. Boring. Useless. Dead inside.

But God never leaves our side. We blind ourselves with foolish distractions, but He never forsakes us. I realized that He had not left my side at all the moment I walked outside.

Maybe I just haven’t had the chance to see any in a while due to my job being primarily indoors, but this evenings sunset was a Godsend. Just one look was all it took to completely melt my heart and revive the life within. As if breaking a plane of water underneath which I was drowning without any comprehension of my own demise…I was suddenly lifted up in spirit and brought back to those days when I had no real cares in the world. Walking to school and enjoying God’s Hand Painted Canvas. And that was all it took.

“Be still, and know that He is God.”

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