Yesterday was perfect by South Florida standards. OK, maybe it was perfect by my standards, but it was still a very good day.
A cold front blew in cooler, drier, humidity-free air. The sky was a breathtakingly cloudless turquoise blue. The palm trees seemed a shinier green than usual as they waved in the breeze. The water in the intracoastal waterway was sparkling. The flowers and trees that bloom this time of year were brighter and more colorful. And on top of all that, it was a Saturday, and I could thoroughly enjoy it.
It almost made me want to break out into song.
O Lord my God when I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the works Thy hands have made,
I see the stars, I hear the mighty thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed,
Then sings my soul my Saviour God to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art.
Of course God is in the not-so-perfect days as well. And admittedly, I’m not so quick to break into song when I’m hot and cranky and tired of seemingly endless summers. But then along comes a day like yesterday when God gives me a delightful reprieve, and it just does my heart good to be reminded of His power displayed through a “perfect” day.
Then sings my soul. Thanks, Lord.
“The heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament showeth His handiwork”. Psalm 19:1
“PRAISE the LORD! Praise God in His sanctuary; Praise Him in His mighty firmament!” Psalm 150:1
How Great Thou Art, Carl Boberg, 1885