One of my favorite things to do in winter daylight is to lie on my back crossways on my bed and watch the light patterns on the ceiling. They are created by the rain puddles on our deck and the wind ruffles them as they reflect above my head
I have wondered if they have a song to their movements. I imagine that the wind is tickling the water and together their dance reflects their fun. Mesmerized I watch, until my thoughts flow to God who designed this phenomenon.
Then I wonder afresh if there is music to this dance, and I have to guess that there is. The whole planet and universe is singing to His song. They are accompanying His heart song which calls us. We only see glimpses of an indescribable orchestra of which
Jesus Himself conducts. And He plays it for us… that is how great His love for us is.