
Tana and Pretoria are both at an altitude of just less than 1300m. In fact, my first check suggests Tana is 4186 feet and Pretoria is 4173 feet. Amazing - just a 9 foot difference. We have mild winters here. Mostly clear blue skies. A rich blue. With amazing clouds. I am sure my English teacher would love these verbless sentences. What's my point? I love it here. It is beautiful. People can say what they want about the dirt... Tana is beautiful.
I have been reading about the glory of God. I discovered that some translations use the word 'beauty' where others use the word 'glory'. For years I have felt that I do not have a deep enough understanding of what the bible describes as the glory of God. Why did Moses want to see it? Isn't it the scary aweful majesty of his holiness that has sin burning up - like in Raiders of the Lost Ark? Now I am beginning to glimpse a little more. It is Beauty. And the way we are drawn to beauty, captivated by it, called to a standstill just to take it in... this is what God's glory is about. When we hear a fine piece of music, or study the expression on a loved one's face, or see a child at play, and hear the giggles and laughs... when we look at the blue sky of Tana... we know there is such a thing as glory... and it all speaks of God's beauty. Beauty is from God, and whispers of him, calling our attention back to him. Now, like Moses, I would ask boldly... God, show me your glory.
I have been reading about the glory of God. I discovered that some translations use the word 'beauty' where others use the word 'glory'. For years I have felt that I do not have a deep enough understanding of what the bible describes as the glory of God. Why did Moses want to see it? Isn't it the scary aweful majesty of his holiness that has sin burning up - like in Raiders of the Lost Ark? Now I am beginning to glimpse a little more. It is Beauty. And the way we are drawn to beauty, captivated by it, called to a standstill just to take it in... this is what God's glory is about. When we hear a fine piece of music, or study the expression on a loved one's face, or see a child at play, and hear the giggles and laughs... when we look at the blue sky of Tana... we know there is such a thing as glory... and it all speaks of God's beauty. Beauty is from God, and whispers of him, calling our attention back to him. Now, like Moses, I would ask boldly... God, show me your glory.