Canon 5D Mark ll, 100mm 2.8 macro, 3.5 aperture, 1/80 shutter, 100 ISO
I find myself back here again, with the flowers. They are telling me about God, His attention to detail, His great love for all of mankind, and the brilliance of His glory. It seems I can never tire of it, this story told through His stunning creation. Glorious. The louder the flowers sing, the quieter I become. I am humbled by the greatness of my God. Their colors are so intense. The oranges, the yellows and the deepest of all purples. It seems as though they could catch fire at any moment.
I marvel and I worship. This is the shortest distance between my heart and God’s presence. Perhaps that is why I come again and again. To the flowers. To the glory. Not to worship them, but their Creator. I find Him there, singing, dancing, breathing life and love into me. I find Him in the faces of the flowers.
“God writes the gospel not in the Bible alone, but on trees and flowers and clouds and stars.” ~Martin Luther
Psalm 65:8 ~ “The whole earth is filled with awe at your wonders; where morning dawns, where evening fades, you call forth songs of joy.”
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Very pretty. Flowers really do bring God`s presence to light and His beauty.
Beautiful! Especially “On Fire”.