Presbyterian Record, January 1st, 1998
Psalm 5:1-8
Awe rises in those who ponder the wonders of winter. In the face of a frozen waterfall or icily arrested billows, we gasp. Spontaneously we sputter to describe the glistening of ice in the dawn sun. Or in awe that feels like true fear, we wonder at the power of storms in places of warm winters. No one apologizes for such responses to nature.
Along with awe comes ecstasy, as in the protected outdoors where parents play with children; in the clinic when the newborn glides from between a mother's thighs; when a startling dawn breaks. We enjoy -- we do not explain anything -- as aw...
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