This is an amazing photo of an amazing beautiful bird. A white peacock. Not the usual and totally different. Joyce, a friend in our group, took it during a recent trip to Thailand. Tiny gasp when I saw it this morning in my photo folder courtesy of my daughter.
The words “The splendor of the King“… ran through my mind.
“The splendor of the King“… lines from a song that never ceases to stir my heart. And wonder. Some days when I hear such language in a song, hear stirring music, usually classical or read His very own words to describe Himself, I just want to fall face down.
Romans tells us His creation speaks to His existence. Could such beauty be random? Even the most accomplished artist would never agree to that. Inspiration and hard work make beauty by human hands but from the divine? Some days I just don’t get why anyone would exchange the beauty of the King for anything lesser. You know, we are so attracted to beauty, to glory.
The splendor…the beauty…the pristine… only a reflection of what is to come. We worship the one true God. Nothing created but nothing else is untainted.
For they exchanged the truth of God for a lie, and worshiped and served the creature rather than the Creator, who is blessed forever… Romans 1:25
Oh man! We tried and tried to get this one to open up so we could see “her”/”him”?? You should have heard the silly bird noises… but to no avail! So fun that you have this shot! It was special to see you in person… blessings on you guys…