God's Country

I have picked pictures today of Acadia National Park in Maine looking down from the top of the Beehive Trail, and a picture of two of my grandchildren walking on the beach at Myrtle Beach State Park.We use the phrase "This is God's country" so often. Well what isn't God's country? I have travelled in this country quite a bit. I have sat on the rim of the Grand Canyon. I have have stood by Old Faithful in Yellowstone. I have looked up and up at the giant redwood trees in Muir Woods. I've been to Niagra Falls, the Bay of Fundi, Howe's Caverns and other spectacular locations. In every case people say that it is God's country. Some people love the land they farm and call it God's country, even if others look at it as nothing but miles and miles of corn. We miss that all of it is God's country, and not just here in the good old USA. I spent a few hours on the beach again on Saturday and it never gets old. I talk to some people who moved here because of the beach and have not been there in years. I find it hard to understand how something so beautiful could lose it's attraction. How do you get bored with God's amazing handiwork.

One of the most impressive and wonderful places I would call God's country is to look at a transformed life. To look at a person who has become God's country. A person in whom who see the glimmer of that grand panorama of God's grace. I hope I can continue to grow in grace and be a place that might be called God's country. We were all created in the image of God, and when we allow that image to become visible in us we are like the rest of God's magnificent creation, we are God's country.