Light of the Son

The early mists of morning are gray and cool. It's comfortable to walk and pray in those first few moments of daylight, waiting. And as the sun slowly peeks up over the horizon the greens and golds and reds and purples of trees and flowers and clover explode into a symphony for the eyes. Nothing has changed, except that now there is a reflection of sun off of the objects around me.

A reflection of sun.

The beauty we can see in this world is because of the rays of light from the sun.

A reflection of Son.

The only beauty I can ever offer the world is because of the rays of light from the Son.

"He must increase, but I must decrease." John 3:30

In Chapter 9 of One Thousand Gifts, Ann Voskamp says

"Humby let go. Let go of trying to do, let go of trying to control...let go of my own way, let go of my own fears. Let God blow His wind, His trials, oxygen for joy's fire. Leave the hand open and be. Be at peace. Bend the knee and be small and let God give what God chooses to give because He only gives love and whisper surprised thanks.

This is the fuel for joy's flame."

That He may shine more brightly....

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