I just returned from Brazil. While I was there I got into the habit of asking the Lord, "Please show me your glory." He did! I witnessed the glory of God in the million-dollar view from the home in Barra do Una where Shannan and I stayed for part of our trip. There we watched the Una River make its way to the sea. God's glory was reflected in white sandy beaches, in majestic vistas from a rocky island cliff, in toucans that chatted in tree tops, and in the colorful splendor of a lone flower that stubbornly clung to the tropical brush. I witnessed the glory of God in the vast expanse of the sea that enveloped our boat as we skipped over its waves; God's grandeur growing in proportion to my own insignificance on that seemingly endless body of water.
Today I am reflecting on the majestic splendor of our God who leaves his fingerprints in and around one very small village in our very large world.
Today, why not ask to see his glory?
1And he said, "My presence will go with you, and I will give you rest." And he said to him, "If your presence will not go with me, do not bring us up from here. For how shall it be known that I have found favor in your sight, I and your people? Is it not in your going with us, so that we are distinct, I and your people, from every other people on the face of the earth?" And the LORD said to Moses, "This very thing that you have spoken I will do, for you have found favor in my sight, and I know you by name." Moses said, "Please show me your glory." (Exodus 33:14-18 ESV)
