There are moments in life you could just weep for the beauty. Moments, so exquisite, they are like a foretaste of heaven.

Where everything aligns. And the veil between earth and heaven has thinned.

These are the moments where your heart swells, exploding with wonder, joy, love, gratitude.

Recently, I had such moments on my daily walk.

The previous week had been dreary, overcast, with dark, ominous skies. Rain had been constant and pelting. The temperature had dropped and the wind bitter, as it almost defiantly whipped the last of the leaves off the trees.

And then, there was a break in the weather. For this one day.

The harsh wind had gentled. Now softly blowing, fresh and warm against my face.

The skies were spectacular, blue with fluffy white clouds, stretching across its entirety.

There was an odd, golden light, which illuminated the trees and sky and water, creating a sensational display across the landscape.

Words are inadequate to capture the magnificence.

For it was as though, “The heavens declared the glory of God; the skies proclaimed the work of his hands.” (Psalm 19:1)

I certainly was not alone in being utterly captivated.

For along the walk, everyone I passed enthusiastically commented on the beauty.

Two women actually stopped and began to engage me in conversation, sharing their awe of the day’s magnificence.

And of course, nature itself was exalting its Creator. Absolutely radiant in its worship.

“Let the heavens rejoice, let the earth be glad; let the sea resound, and all that is in it.  Let the fields be jubilant, and everything in them; let all the trees of the forest sing for joy.” (Psalm 96:11-12)

God near. So close. Sensing His presence.

Witnessing His signature.

Everything exalting. Everything worshipping.

@fiveminutefriday weekly prompt: NEAR