Prompted by the writings of Ann Voskamp, I was on the alert to look for a gift having to do with water. Not so long into the day I was playing around with a sprinkler head, adjusting it, trying to get the water to go where I wanted it to go. After testing the sprinkler, I turned it off.
And then I saw it.
The morning sun captured the mist in the air as a breeze swirled it around. Before fading, the mist became a magical paradox of both smoke and sparkle. How can that even BE? I wondered. My heart lurched up with joy.
The mist’s dance ended quickly, but for those few seconds of its existence I was delighted and surprised. My surroundings once mundane became transformed and everything, not just water, looked different.
I thought, If all creation speaks of You, God, revealing your glory, then it’s also telling me about You as an artist. What does this morning mist tell me of Your story?
From those few seconds of mist and sun I learned about God as an artist! I learned it doesn’t matter to Him that His art, on occasion, only exists for a few seconds, as long as it had existence. And I learned that God simply makes art sometimes, so that he can share two or three seconds of beauty with me.
In my mind I can still see the morning sun capturing and swirling mist.
Shining in 2013,
Carla Porter writes, sings, designs architectural interiors and loves God, all in Los Angeles, California.
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