We passed fields full of these beautiful sunflowers with their "faces" lifted to the sky and all I could think of was they were praising God for their beauty. That's their whole job. That's my whole job. Gratitude and praise (even when in my flesh, I find it to be hard to be grateful) for His gifts, for His beauty and for His overwhelming greatness and glory!
Holy is the Lord God Almighty!
The earth is filled with His Glory ...
It's rising up all around,
It's the anthem of the Lord's renown.
And when their time for praise and glory has gone, they, even yet, bow their heads in worship. Selah.
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