At the time of writing, I have just returned from a walk along the clifftops in Dunbar on the Scottish coast. It was freezing – but I needed to try out the new walking boots that Wendy gave me for Christmas. Just 4 miles, and only a little bit sore. Bodes well, as the first time worn.
Every time I walk – anytime, anywhere, I am struck by the beauty of the world in which we live. I stopped and took photographs, of icy leaves and frozen grass, as well as waves crashing on rocks just offshore.
I could have taken pictures of flocks of birds in the hedgerows, and swirling in the sky, or perched on the rocks, if I had the right equipment. The sky was blue. The sun was low. The sunset was going to be beautiful.
Yesterday morning I read psalm 19, which speaks of the sky declaring the glory of God, and of all creation revealing the Creator.
What a beautiful world!