3 He is the reflection of God’s glory and the exact imprint of God’s very being, and he sustains[a] all things by his powerful word. When he had made purification for sins, he sat down at the right hand of the Majesty on high,
~ Hebrews 1:3
The earth is like a beautiful bride who needs no manmade jewels to heighten her loveliness.
We drove for hours, taking note of the landscape, the cacti, the pines. The kids kept asking, “Where are we going Uncle Ted?” And he said, “You will see, you will see.” It was a gradual cognizance. At first we noticed that what was up ahead seemed … unified. Then we noticed a reddish cast over the land. The whole mountain, everything we saw was suddenly a warm red, akin to sepia but much deeper and redder. The sounds from the back of the car were “It’s red!”, “Wow!” “Why is it like that?”
The closer we got, the more beautiful it appeared, stark, unadorned hills and mountains just bathed in this breath taking red. We got into Sedona, Arizona and the stone had been utilized to build, to mentor color, to inspire. There was a holiness about the place, an energy that made me want to take my shoes off, (although I heard no voice coming from the bush!) The largeness of the landscape was overwhelming, altogether lovely.
There was nothing I saw that equaled the rawness of the landscape, no gift shop, no restaurant, to personal encounter. My uncle then took us up to the Chapel of the Holy Cross, and I wondered, “Why did someone need to build a church, when creation was so awe inspiring?” I think now that the chapel was there to contain us, to help us to focus, get out of the sun and simply have a protected spot in which to worship.
Today, those of you who cannot get to Sedona, pick a spot in your yard, gaze into the face of an emerging flower, the bud of a tree, and simply think, if only for a moment of the joy, the beauty, the majesty of our Creator.
Because of Him,
Chris Tomlin, Here I am to Worship