Sparks of Glory

When we set out for Michigan last week, I was meditating on Hebrews 12:28, “Therefore let us be grateful for receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, and thus let us offer to God acceptable worship, with reverence and awe. . .

Reverence and awe. That’s where I decided to focus my thoughts as we traveled. And would you believe the pastor at the church we visited last Sunday preached his sermon from this very passage? God is so faithful to kindle the flame that He lights inside our hearts.

With the conference behind us, we blazed a trail north to the UP of Michigan to get some much needed rest as well as to review all that we had heard. Godly knowledge is always a conduit to that other place—the place of obedience. As nice as the physical rest has been, I know my heart needs to find its rest in God more than my body needs to find its rest in a lounge chair.  That will only come by way of reverence and awe. That’s what I was created for—to be in awe of God every moment of every day as I worship Him with reverence and godly fear.

The Psalmist tells us that God rejoices in His works. He takes great pleasure in the work of His hands. Calvin described the world as God’s theater, the stage where He displays His glorious power, goodness, and creativity. On that stage, no matter where we direct our eyes, some sparks of that glory will be found.

As I hiked the mountain slopes and valley tracks and lakeshore sands of the peninsula—watching clouds form and re-form—the glory came in waves breaking all around me. I was thankful that my heart was in a place where it could be awestruck once again by the inundation of the glory of God. I’m good at singing about the beauty of God’s creation—especially in corporate worship— but sometimes I have to remind myself to look up and over and around and behind when I’m actually surrounded by it. Like a daydreaming school girl, I spend too much time in future hours, days, and years, rather than in the moment where I truly live and breathe.

One governor that God has given me to curb my “blindness,” an object that my family views as an appendage of my body, is my camera. You may laugh at this, but nothing has been more effective in slowing me down and redirecting my vision. Time seems to stand still when I’m behind the lens, allowing me to think deeply about the world God has placed me in, “for from Him and through Him and to Him are all things. To Him be glory forever. Amen.”

Here are some captured glory moments from our time in the UP.










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A heart in a tree and a cross formed by two fallen tree trunks—more sparks in the theater of God’s glory!




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