Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving; make melody to our God on the lyre. He covers the heavens with clouds, prepares rain for the earth, makes grass grow on the hills. (Psalm 147 v7-8)
We are so blessed to live where we do - surrounded by the beauty of creation. There is something quite powerful about beauty. Whenever I gaze on a painting, or lose myself in music, or enjoy a good book or sit by a running stream and listen to the sound of the water - something deep within me is moved.
Reflecting on the beauty of creation can have the effect of a natural pain killer - there are poems and paintings from the First World War trenches that seek to capture beauty in the midst of horror, pain and great suffering. In the concentration camps of the Second World War, men and women would sing to one another - there is something within human nature that desperately searches for beauty. God’s beautiful actions bring us life even in the midst of death - so let us sing praise to the Lord.
Lyn Hayes ALM