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While on a recent silent retreat, Jen Scheuermann felt God speak through His Creation.

During a recent silent retreat I at first had trouble settling into the silence. But two days in, as I sat on the front porch overlooking the retreat grounds, my mind and spirit finally stilled. And as I did, my senses gradually awakened to all that was happening around me. Time stood still as I was gently overwhelmed with countless little details—details that were at once both contradictory and in complete harmony:

The sensation of both the cool breeze and warm sun on my skin at once.
The trees with evergreen leaves standing beside those with bare-naked branches.
The sun setting before me as the moon rose behind me.

Somehow the balance and harmony found within the opposing details of God’s Creation stood out in a way I’d never before noticed. It was as if I was seeing the world around me for the first time. And I was seeing it all through His lens. And it was beautiful. Awe-inspiring. Absolute perfection. And, with certainty, it was created with great intention.



Soaking in every little detail, my mind drifted to some of the situations in my own life, situations that often carry opposition and contradiction, ones I normally view as conflict and receive with angst. Could it be that harmony and beauty exists in these situations as well? And is it possible that I am unable to see it simply because I've never paused to view these situations through God's lens?

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Pondering these questions I left the porch and set out to explore the grounds surrounding the retreat house. And as I did, I heard His gentle whisper:

“Come,” He said,
“Come away with Me.
An old house by the river
Is where we’ll meet.”

Unplug from the world,
and stay a few days.
Leave your cares behind;
I want you to play.

Sense the warmth of the sun
Through the crisp winter air.
In the still afternoon
Feel the breeze blow your hair.

Watch a ladybug leap
As her wings quickly flutter.
Spy a boat traveling far
On the slow-moving river.

Grab your coffee and blanket
While the sky is still dark;
Fix your gaze upon heaven—
Catch a shooting star.

Listen to birds serenade
The new morning sun.
Hear leaves fall like rain
In the silence of dawn.

With shades of orange and pink
I will color the sky.
You can watch the sun disappear
While I make the moon rise.

Soak in My Creation,
And spend time in My Word.
Come learn the language I speak;
My Voice will be heard.

I had you in mind
When I created all this
Come see, hear, and feel it—
Receive it as gift.”



Copyright 2023 Jennifer Scheuermann
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