Jono Miller

I went out to the island early yesterday morning. Sitting and talking to God I was inspired to write what I could see.The pictures are from last year but the same place

I sit under a gnarled old pine tree, my gaze slides down the white sandy dunes, above the bulrushes, over the calm blue water towards the cliffs. The exposed faces of the cliffs reflect a golden yellow as they bask in the warmth of the early morning sun. Atop the cliffs an artist has splashed every shade of green imaginable. The birds and the frogs combine to give a morning chorus of praise to the Creator. He is our God. He is my God. He is glorious!

Keep Looking Up!