'We walk amid the divine splendors
We walk amid the divine splendors
"The heavens declare the glory of God ; the skies proclaim the work of His hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge. There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard.
Their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world!" Psalm 19:1-4
If we had eyes to see the glory of the Lord in the every day of Divine Providence, we would find light and comfort a thousand times — where now we walk in darkness with sorrow uncomforted. The glory of the Lord is everywhere. It shines . . . in the lowliest flower,
in the commonest grass-blade,
in every drop of dew,
in every snowflake.
It burns in every bush and tree.
It lives in every sunbeam, in every passing cloud.
It flows around us in the goodness of each bright day,
in the shelter and protection of every dark night.
Yet how few of us see this glory. We walk amid the divine splendors , and often see nothing of the brightness!
We cry out for visions of God, when, if our eyes were opened, we would see God's face mirrored in all about us.
There is a legend of one who traveled many years and over many lands, seeking God, but seeking in vain.
Then, returning home, and taking up her daily duties, God appeared to her in these, showing her that He was ever close to her.