When I discover, I come alive. My soul is awakened from its predictable slumber and a shock runs through my veins! I can hardly breathe, but I can't look away. I am captivated, taken by surprise by something fearfully beautiful. When I discover, I am called to worship God. Though I marvel at His handiwork, I am compelled to seek follow His trail, seek His footprint. All the while I am terrified with wonder and graciously invited. I want to take in that moment, be present in His presence. When I discover, I can hear His bare feet crunching over the mountain snow. I can feel His breath in the cool morning breeze. I can hear His voice in the strong currents of streams, calling out to me, inviting me to walk with Him and create something that was inspired by what I discovered.
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