Friends,
I just returned from a week in Diamond Point NY...preaching at Diamond Point Community Church, a summer mission outpost for worship in the Lake George area of NY.
It's a fabulous week for rest and recharge, celebrating God's creation, reading a couple of the books that get stacked up on my desk as recommended reading and a lot of playing with the family. It's also the only week of the year that I wake up early just to watch the sun rise over Buck Mountain. This year I only managed to make it down to the dock once...but what a morning it was!
Each morning that I make the pilgrimage, I wake up just before 5am, fill the coffee mug, grab the camera and my chair and walk across the street to the dock. Once there, I just sit and write in the kid's "Drop Dead Books" (these are the books I write to each of my kids with things I want them to remember in case I get hit by a bus tomorrow morning).
Monday morning was one of the clearest mornings over Lake George that I can remember...a cool morning, no clouds and low humidity. But it wasn't the full sun jumping onto the scene that struck me that morning, it was the mountains...waiting...sitting there...getting ready for another beautiful sunrise. I thought for awhile about how many sunrises those mountains had seen...thousands? millions? But more than that, I thought about all the storms they had faced in between those sunrises...the driving rains, the whipping winds, the harsh cold ice storms.
But not this morning! Monday morning, they were just enjoying it all, allowing the warmth of the sun to rise up over their peaks again and light up the world.
Ever since the creation of the world God's eternal power and divine nature, invisible though they are, have been understood and seen through the things he has made. Romans 1:20
We can see the mountains. We can see the sunrise. But do we see the peace and rest and reminder that come with them. In the midst of all the storms that you and I have faced and will face...do remember to rest and enjoy the peace that comes in between them? Because in those quieter moments, also made by God, there is a place to recharge, to reflect and to resurrect.
Where is your dock to sit on this morning? Tomorrow? The day after? Where is the place that God wants you to recharge? When is that time that you look at the mountains around you, knowing all you have faced together and set it aside...to just allow the sun to rise again.
Lord, thanks for that time. Amen
Still in One Peace,
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