Earlier this Sunday I was drawn into the Psalmist’s delight in the cosmos:
‘The heavens are telling the glory of God;
And the very ground beneath our feet proclaims his handiwork.
Day to day pours forth speech,
And night to night declares knowledge.
We live in a creation of revelation.
God has no desire to be silent; but he cannot do without his mediators.
Each day provides material enough for a night-time of meditation.
It is all Epiphany.
Before the ending of the day:
Have I the generosity of spirit
to see what I have seen,
to hear what I have heard
and delight in the glory offered in the gifts of the living world?