When Worship is Tangible and Creation Shouts His Praise

Autumn declares its praise.

by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor

Bursts of copper and ruby red mingled with the green boughs of the hemlocks. Russet colored leaves blanketed the path, crunching and crackling beneath my feet, imitating a percussionist’s exuberant praise.

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A blue jay bounced from branch to branch, chatting as he went. I watched him flick his head back, stretch his robe of cobalt blue, and proclaim to the heavens that his Creator lives.

A maple tree offers praise.
A maple tree offers praise.

A gust of crisp autumn air caught the outstretched arms of a maple. In unison, its flaming fingertips swayed back and forth. Full of grace.

The worship was tangible.

The occasional clap could be heard from the gathering of trees shadowing the one caught dancing before the Lord.

I walk this path — this magnificent country road — daily. And daily I catch the Lord’s creation giving Him exuberant praise …

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unending praise
Unending Praise

On a foggy fall afternoon, praise resounds.

In the steady drizzle of a summer shower, praise rises above the rain.

In winter’s cold and barren shades of brown, praise still finds a way.

And sapphire skies of sunny spring days declare glory and honor to Adonai, the Lord over all the earth.

Unending praise.

Forever praise.

Praise that caresses life itself and interjects the Presence of God.

For in our praise, the eyes of the lowly are opened to behold Him. In our praise, the brokenhearted melt into the hands of the Comforter.

In our praise, the heart of His child joins in the wonder that the Creator of the Universe knows her by name.

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Unending praise. Through all seasons. Through the fire and the wind. Through the joy and brokenness.

Unending praise for the One who alone is worthy.

“Give unto the Lord the glory due to His name; Worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness.” ~ Psalm 29:2

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Nan Jones

Nan Jones is an author/speaker who uses the words of her heart to assist fellow Christians in discovering the Presence of God in their darkest hour. She has been published in several anthologies as well as the online inspirational sites Christian Devotions, and Inspire a Fire where she is a monthly contributor. She is also a monthly contributor to PW Connections, a blog and forum to encourage pastors' wives. Nan has had the honor of being featured as a guest blogger on several sites. She is thrilled to announce her debut book, The Perils of a Pastor's Wife released June 30, 2015 by Lighthouse Publishing of the Carolinas. This memoir was a 2016 Selah finalist. When Nan isn't writing, she enjoys leading prayer retreats, bible studies or sharing God’s love as keynote speaker for special events. She is becoming known by her brand: "Even so, I walk in the Presence of the Lord" as she teaches her audience to go beyond the veil to find God's Presence. You may visit Nan at her website: www.NanJones.com. Nan has also created a facebook community page, Seeing Beyond The Veil, to provide a place for folks to go and get away from the chaos for a few moments and focus on Jesus through scripture, worship, testimony, and inspirational quotes. For personal communication you may email Nan at nan@nanjones.com The Perils of a Pastor's Wife is available on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and LPC Bookstore

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    1. Thank you Connie. Your kind words encourage me to keep my hand to the plow through this difficult season. Sweet blessings to you, Nan

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