View from Above

The morning sun rises high in the sky

It’s radiant light illuminates

the snow drenched trees

How I long to float on a cloud 

and see His view from above

When I was a school girl, I remember standing in our little corridor kitchen looking up at my mom.  She seemed so tall!  I wondered what it would be like to see the world from her eye-view.  I remember asking her one day if she ever felt like she was going to fall from being tall.  As a child, I couldn’t wait to be big enough to see the countertops in the kitchen, to reach into the cabinets with my own hands and to be as big as my mom!

 “For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways my ways,”
declares the Lord.
As the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are my ways higher than your ways
and my thoughts than your thoughts.”- Isaiah 55

 I couldn’t wait to grow up, because it meant you could do what you wanted to do- and that you knew everything!  The funny thing is the more I know, the more I know I’ll never know it all…I still feel like that little girl- except now I am looking up to my Heavenly Father- helpless at times, and desperately wanting to know more of Him… and to see things from His view!

Lord, I long to know You more and to see others as You see them.  May my thoughts and my ways be completely surrendered to Yours today.     

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Julie is an ordained elder in the Church of the Nazarene. She has a passion for leading worship, writing songs, preaching, teaching, and thrift store shopping. Julie has two amazing teenage daughters, two dogs ("fur babies"), and one wonderful hubby :)

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