I was born and raised in church. And I’ve experienced the presence of God there many times.
But I am continually amazed at the overwhelming presence of God I experience outside of church in God’s creation.
That’s why I love the Oregon Coast so much. My good friend has been there once and he always tells me he thinks that particular stretch of ocean is “angry.” He makes me laugh. I always tell him that’s why I LOVE that particular stretch of ocean. It reminds me of the strength and power of God. I’ve been to the Atlantic shores in Florida where the water was just sort of lapping up on the beach. Lame.
Nothing compares to the good old Pacific.
But God is also in the small things. And I spent a little time last week enjoying God’s smaller creations and reveling in the details and amazing complexity of the small.
I hate to sound cliche but nature is truly where my heart rejoices the most and God speaks clearest to me. In fact when I was on the beach the first day in Oregon I told Ken that I believed we were standing in “heaven on earth” as we were ensconced in clouds that were sitting on the ground. It was so surreal and yes, God was there.
Come, let us sing for joy to the LORD; let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation. Let us come before him with thanksgiving and extol him with music and song. For the LORD is the great God, the great King above all gods. In his hand are the depths of the earth, and the mountain peaks belong to him. The sea is his, for he made it, and his hands formed the dry land. Come, let us bow down in worship, let us kneel before the LORD our Maker; for he is our God and we are the people of his pasture, the flock under his care.
Psalm 95:1‑7























































by Michelle
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