1 Peter 1:8

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We all have places we can think back on that left us in awe. Standing on a cliff looking at the vast, endless ocean or maybe craning your neck as you gaze up at the majestic mountain that has erupted out of the ground in front of you. For those of us with children, setting our eyes on their tiny faces for the first time in a sterile hospital room was truly a holy moment, wasn’t it? For me, it was this rolling field of tall grass situated in the hills by the sea. I was walking with a friend and we both came to a full stop when we first saw it. The wind was blowing it in such a way that it looked almost like golden water, rolling in like waves. There was an existing path carved out through it and we spent the next hour navigating the waist high wild crops. I let my hand graze the coarse tops of the grass as we went and I was so consumed with the beauty of that place. I still think about it often.

I was reading 1 Peter 1:8 recently (You love him even though you have never seen him. Though you do not see him now, you trust him; and you rejoice with a glorious, inexpressible joy) and I instantly thought about that field. The wind, while invisible, was being made visible when it collided with the tall grass, creating the most spectacular sight and consuming me with joy for the CREATOR of the wind. I know life is difficult and filled with so much uncertainty for so many right now. Canceled or deferred plans and the loss of stability. It’s hard. We don’t know what our future holds and we can’t see an end to when things will be “normal” again, but with Christ, we can have hope. God is as real and as faithful as the sun rising every morning. We don’t always see the sunrise, but we trust it will happen. The sunlight illuminates all throughout the day even though we can’t see the physical sun. Christ is our greatest reward and faithful friend, satisfying our souls beyond anything this world can offer. Do you know Him?

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