The Handiwork of Dad

I was down at Spohr Gardens this week praying! (For all you non-Cape Codders, this is a little garden of paradise in the middle of Falmouth, MA––an absolutely beautiful place!)

As I was looking over the water and around at the trees, plants, flowers, and the beautiful architecture in the park; I began to think on the fact that several places in the books of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John contain scriptures that say Jesus withdrew to get away from everything and everyone. Wouldn’t that be nice, Mom?

Sitting in this beautiful place, there were the marks of man all around. Weeds were gone. Flowers were arranged in a nice little arrangement. And there were nicely arranged concrete placards every so often––all beautiful! But there was something that began to speak out to me; the handiwork not of man, but of God! Gods’ fingerprints were everywhere!

(Psalm 19:1–6) The heavens proclaim the glory of God. The skies display His craftsmanship. Day after day they continue to speak; night after night they make Him known. They speak without a sound or word; their voice is never heard. Yet their message has gone throughout the earth, and their words to all the world. God has made a home in the heavens for the sun. It bursts forth like a radiant bridegroom after his wedding. It rejoices like a great athlete eager to run the race. The sun rises at one end of the heavens and follows its course to the other end. Nothing can hide from its heat.”

Take some time to get away this week! Why? Well, Jesus did it. I wonder if Jesus got away just so that He could spend some time with His Father? I bet He wanted to see the handiwork of His Dad!