In a general way we concede that God made the world out of joy: He didn’t need it; He just thought it was a good thing.
But if you confine His activity in creation to the beginning only, you lose most of the joy in the subsequent shuffle of history. Sure it was good back then, you say, but since then, we’ve been eating leftovers.
How much better a world it becomes when you see Him creating at all times and at every time; when you see that the preserving of the old in being is just as much creation as the bringing of the new out of nothing.
Each thing, at every moment, becomes the delight of His hand, the apple of His eye.
(Robert Farrar Capon, The Supper of the Lamb)
Here are a few exemplars of the wonders of a world created and sustained: a few final photos from our time in the Smoky Mountains.
On the way to and at Andrew’s Bald.
Smoking mountains visible from Newfound Gap.
And a sunset to end on.