Gods glory is in everything. Whether we see it or not, his presence is all around us.
Afte a long, stressful day, I see his glory and his grace in the soft bed that hundreds of people made for me to enjoy for 8 hours at a time.
When I soak in a hot tub and blow cool breaths on my arms and legs to calm the race of heart rate from the hot water, I feel his breath through my pursed lips. In that exhale, I realize my breath is his breath.
When I see my son playing without a care in the world, I realise that my path is to become more like my son, not for my son to become more like me - if I intend to inherit the kingdom.
The endurance I find in my heart - both spiritual and physical - reminds me of the grace he's given me to sustain the race set before me.
I'm reminded when I hear the birds.
When I hear the wind.
When I smell the rain.
When I taste the bread.
When I teach.
When I work.