Your Glory is SO Beautiful.

It amazes me that the hands that created the beauty in these pictures are the same hands that crafted my existence. The only difference is.. He breathed life into me. He LOVES me so much more than the oceans and the mountains.

Yes, there is beauty and glory in the creation of the mountains and the waters, but he sees me as so much more beautiful because I was created to look like him. I was made in the image of Christ, and the image of Christ is much more glorious than the blue waters and green hills of New Zealand (even though this place is unreal.)

Today, I got to witness God’s creation, and dang God was right when he said “It was good.”



IMG_2445          (Just for the sake of talking so much about the creation of our Maker, I had to pretend to be Eve in the Garden of Eden.)


“9 And God said, “Let the water under the sky be gathered to one place, and let dry  ground appear.” And it was so. 10 God called the dry ground “land,” and the gathered waters he called “seas.” And God saw that it was good.

26 God said, “Let us make mankind in our image, in our likeness, so that they may rule over the fish in the sea and the birds in the sky, over the livestock and all the wild animals, and over all the creatures that move along the ground.”

27 So God created mankind in his own image,
in the image of God he created them;
male and female he created them.

31 God saw all that he had made, and it was very good.”

GOD. YOUR GLORY IS SO BEAUTIFUL. And I am made in the image of the maker of that glory. SO with that, may the heartbeat of my life be to worship in your light, cause YOUR GLORY IS SO BEAUTIFUL.


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