Riverside International Church Ladies Ministry, July Letter
Hello Ladies,
I pray that these thoughts will in some way minister to your heart.
Each morning, I would wake to see the fog lying low in the valley. The trees, fields, and river below were captured in it’s cloud of white and completely disappeared into its beauty. I would watch from above, taking in the majesty of the sight. I readied myself for my morning run and ran down the street to enter its presence. The surreal landscape changed by the cloud that hung overhead. The quiet faintly disturbed by the soft strike of my shoe on the blacktopped trail and the consistent pattern of my breath in the cool morning air.
I loved my time in the fog. What looked so dense from above, was translucent within. The birds would sing, sometimes a deer would dart out. The air was cool compared to that above, back at our house.
Do you have a favorite place where you feel close to God? When we lived in Iowa and I was running every day, I loved the days when I would wake to the beauty of the fog below. It always reminded me of Isaiah’s vision of the Lord, one of my favorite passages of the Bible.
Isaiah 6: 1-4 1 In the year that king Uzziah died I saw also the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up, and his train filled the temple.
2 Above it stood the seraphims: each one had six wings; with two he covered his face, and with two he covered his feet, and with two he did fly.
3 And one cried unto another, and said, Holy, holy, holy, is the LORD of hosts: the whole earth is full of his glory.
4 And the posts of the door moved at the voice of him that cried, and the house was filled with smoke.
Can you see. it? The layer of fog filling the valley was my vision of God’s train filling his temple. As I entered into his presence my heart would want to sing out the old hymn,
Holy, holy, holy
Lord, God Almighty
Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee
Holy, holy, holy
Merciful and mighty
God in three persons blessed Trinity
Holy, holy, holy
Though the darkness hide Thee
Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see
Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee
Perfect in power, in love, and purity
Holy, holy, holy
Lord, God Almighty
All Thy works shall praise Thy name in earth and sky and sea
Holy, holy, holy
Merciful and mighty
God in three persons blessed Trinity
Songwriters: John B. Dykes / Reginald Heber / George S. Schuler
What happens when we lose sight, when we seem to be living through a drought? There is no moisture to establish the fog, no water to foster our vision of his presence. What happens when we feel far from his presence, unable to see the “vision” of God? We look out upon dry land and our soul feels parched for his presence. How do I find God when the cloud of his presence is a fog so thick that one can not seem to find Him in its midst? God’s Word tells us that David also struggled with times of feeling like God was distant.
Psalm 42: 1 “As a deer panteth for the water so my soul panteth after thee,” is actually written in a time of struggle, a time of “soul” drought. A time when David’s soul was “cast down.” And yet what did he do? Read Psalm 42 and see that the rest of the chapter is addressing his search for an aching soul. David reminded himself of when he was praising God with an earnest and upright heart. Several times in this chapter David asked himself, “Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Yet, each time he responded: “Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God.”
Blessed be the Lord God Almighty. May we be awestruck before you as David, as Isaiah, and as Moses was when he saw the burning bush.
Exod. 3:2 And the Angel of the LORD appeared to him in a flame of fire from the midst of a bush. So he looked, and behold, the bush was burning with fire, but the bush was not consumed.
3: Then Moses said, “I will now turn aside and see this great sight, why the bush does not burn.
4: So when the LORD saw that he turned aside to look, God called to him from the midst of the bush and said, “Moses, Moses!” And he said, “Here I am.”
5: Then He said, “Do not draw near this place. Take your sandals off your feet, for the place where you stand is holy ground.”
6: Moreover He said, “I am the God of your father—the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob.” And Moses hid his face, for he was afraid to look upon God.
What a remarkable comparison between reactions! Isaiah responds to God’s presence, Isaiah 6:5:, So I said: “Woe is me, for I am undone! Because I am a man of unclean lips, And I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips; For my eyes have seen the King, The LORD of hosts.”
Awestruck – Aware of their place, their human frailty standing before God. Holy, holy, holy, Lord GodAlmighty. Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee…
Thank you Father God for allowing us to see a bit of heaven on earth. Thank you that your creation points us to you. Thank you that if we open our eyes, you are there before us, loving us, comforting us, showing us your very presence. Thank you for the flowers that bloom, the babies who laugh (and cry), the children who grow, the glimpses of your creativity in the design of your diverse animal kingdom, the snow on the peaks of mountains, the fog below my home. Father, thank you for your Word that points us to you, to your Son, to your glory and grace. May we look upon your creation each day and be awestruck by you. May we read your Word and be brought into your presence. May we sit/run/walk in stillness before you, listening to your Word, allowing it to penetrate and change our hearts. Oh Father, may we be in awe of you, recognizing that you are God. Dear Lord Jesus, help us each to find a sanctuary where we see and feel your presence. May we see your train fill the temple as we see the fog in the valleys below. May our eyes lift to You, “Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6b
If you are in a season of drought, may you see him in the small things of life. Let us pray for one another, that we will feel His holy presence and give him the glory He is due.
Blessings,
Linda Moehring
