What an artist my God is!!

Sitting on the plane filled with anticipation for my very first getaway vacation, I could barely contain my legs from bouncing and twitching. It was such a dreary day I closed the window shade and turned on my book lamp. Trying to read when I was that excited was a hard as trying to contain a child in a stroller at the fair.
Putting the book down, I opened my shade. There were no rain filled dark clouds. We had cleared the ominous skies that I had seen just moments ago, hovering over the airport. My heart was filled with peace as I gazed into the bright white clouds that looked like giant puffs of love. Now, anyone that knows me, knows that I have this incredible obsession with the sky. I can't explain it, but when I look into a sunset or see a cloud that overwhelms me, I can't look away. I feel suddenly that God put that there just for me, to show me how great He is. But this feeling was different.
It was as if I was looking directly into God's heart. I started imagining God, sitting in Heaven staring at this great canvas. When an artist sits before his canvas with his tools in his hand, his inspiration comes from inside. He may have an idea that stemmed from something he saw, but his interpretation of that idea is what comes bursting from his heart, onto that canvas, almost as if he could no longer keep it to himself. He must share this emotion by way of painting, or sculpting, or whatever his craft may be.
Now I'm just picturing God in Heaven, bursting with Love for us. I can see him in his painters smock painting happy little trees, right over here. Making smoosh sounds with each brush stroke as he decides which way the water should flow, and setting clouds free. Yes, apparently in my vision God talks like Bob Ross.
But what a great thought! How awesome is our God that this Earth is what came pouring out of His heart as he created! It started with an ocean that bursted out of his love and went on forever. You stand on the shore and see no end. Then it His glory bursted into the skies. Magnificent and ever watching, I have always said that if you listen closely, you can hear music in the sunset. Then a rainbow of flowers and trees, all displaying the purest of beauty and perfect smells. The great mountain came rolling out and stood to protect us and promised to give shelter from our enemies. What a heart has our God!
So next time you stand along the shores of that vast ocean, when you linger in the valley of that great mountain, and when you fly above the beauty of those awesome clouds, remember that they are not an accident. They are not a coincidence. Nor are they the boastings of a God that says "look what I can do." They are his heart. It is what is bursting inside of Him. Stop and revel in his magnificence and wonder. And understand how great an artist my God is.