The sanctuary of the great outdoors

Mango trees in Kobwin

 

There is something uniquely special about the great outdoors where God’s creative handiwork is on display for all to see.  Rich Mullins captured it well in his song, The Color Green, in which he sings of creation crying out to the glory of God.  God’s eternal power and divine nature are clearly perceived in His creation (Romans 1:20).  Isaiah 55:12 talks about creation declaring the glory of God as the mountains and hills burst into song and the trees clap their hands.  No wonder my heart comes alive when I am in nature.  Hunting and hiking almost turn into worship services at times.  There is nothing like the beauty of a bird’s song at sunrise in the field.  The combination of colors, sounds, and smells can only be appreciated in person, and God thought of it first and spoke it into reality.

I am fond of a number of different outdoor places.  One of them is the shade under two particular mango trees in Uganda.  Those trees provided sanctuary from the heat as we began a brotherhood of pastors who sang to the Lord and studied the Bible together.  It was bittersweet when our attendance outgrew that location.  I was happy for more pastors to come for training, but I do miss meeting under those mango trees.

May the beauty of God’s creation remind us of His power and divine nature.  Take time to smell the roses and give God the glory.  And if you have not already found a church, I invite you to join us for an outdoor worship service this Sunday (August 19) on the campus of Dickinson State University.  We will gather at the pavilion to sing unto the Lord at 9:15 am with a worship service to follow at 10:00 am.  Bring something to sit on during the service (blanket or lawn chair) and something to drink during the free BBQ lunch to follow.  In the event of inclement weather, we will meet at Evangelical Bible Church.

Isaiah 55:12 – For you shall go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and the hills before you shall break forth into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.