“Give me open eyes, O God,
eyes quick to discover Thine indwelling in the world which Thou hast made.
Let all lovely things fill me with gladness and
let them uplift my mind to Thine everlasting loveliness.
Forgive all my past blindness to the grandeur and glory of nature,
to the charm of little children,
to the sublimities of human story,
and to all the intimations of Thy presence
which these things contain.”
-Baillie, ‘A Diary of Private Prayer’
The trees of the LORD are full of sap; the cedars of Lebanon, which he hath planted;
Where the birds make their nests: as for the stork, the fir trees are her house.
The high hills are a refuge for the wild goats; and the rocks for the conies.
He appointed the moon for seasons: the sun knoweth his going down.
Thou makest darkness, and it is night: wherein all the beasts of the forest do creep forth.
The young lions roar after their prey, and seek their meat from God.
The sun ariseth, they gather themselves together, and lay them down in their dens.
Man goeth forth unto his work and to his labour until the evening.
O LORD, how manifold are thy works! in wisdom hast thou made them all:
the earth is full of thy riches.
Open my eyes to see ‘one thousand gifts’.
Trust God for your day, ….Today