Our Wise Purveyor
Enchanting words, especially with the approach of fall and the change it brings to the garments of the trees. I love this quote by Thoreau because I love walking at times in the wild woods. There is something mysterious and yet familiar about the forest. It’s like walking in an ancient world that continues on despite the present age. Indeed, a “wise purveyor” has been there long before us. God is that purveyor, the supplier of everything we need and everything nature needs.
Nature worships God. Psalm 96:11-13 says:
“Let the heavens be glad, and the earth rejoice!
Let the sea and everything in it shout his praise!
Let the fields and their crops burst out with joy!
Let the trees of the forest rustle with praise
before the LORD, for he is coming! . . . ”
Ever been in a forest when a brisk fall wind was blowing? The branches creak and groan. There is movement all around you as boughs toss back and forth, twigs fall, and leaves swirl around your feet. It’s exhilarating when the forest is animated by the wind. The forest feels alive. It is alive. It worships God.
You see, worship is not a duty to satisfy a fickle and egotistical God. It’s a gift. Worship is life itself. Worship is gratefulness for the “wise purveyor.”