Megan L. Anderson
The Heavens Declare
Take a moment to refresh, refocus, and refine your faith.
Poetic God, only you can paint your love across the heavens in ever-changing hues and patterns. What a stunning reminder of your majesty and dynamic passion for us. Thank you for the daily, dependable reminder of your presence with us. Thank you for the many messages your skies deliver us about your provision, power, creativity, warmth, omnipresence, and sovereignty. Maybe we never take for granted how your love is woven into the very fabric of our existence. Amen.
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge.
They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them.
Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.