If this day
produces no more than the beauty of itself, it is enough.
If the
gentle breeze accomplishes nothing more than to softly touch my face and then
be gone, it is enough.
If the hawk
I see gliding among the clouds flies over distant hills and vanishes from
sight, it is enough.
If the
brilliant sun that warms my porch is hidden by the darkness of a passing storm,
it is enough.
If the many
birds I hear singing in the trees should cease their merry songs, it is enough.
If I see the
twinkling stars but for an instant in the night sky, it is enough.
The changing
of one season, a hummingbird pass by, a budding rose…..
It is enough
to behold Your glory, Your majesty in these.
If I should
see no more, hear no more, touch no more. These would be enough for me to say,
“I have seen the Creator, I have seen God!”
The heavens are
telling of the glory of God; And their expanse is declaring
the work of His hands. (Psalm 19:1 NAS)
God's glory is on
tour in the skies, God-craft on exhibit across the horizon.
Madame Day holds classes every morning, Professor Night lectures each evening.
Their words aren't heard, their voices aren't recorded,
But their silence fills the earth: unspoken truth is spoken everywhere.
(Psalm 19: 1-3 The Message)
Madame Day holds classes every morning, Professor Night lectures each evening.
Their words aren't heard, their voices aren't recorded,
But their silence fills the earth: unspoken truth is spoken everywhere.
(Psalm 19: 1-3 The Message)
For since the creation of the world His invisible attributes, His eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly seen, being understood through what has been made, so that they are without excuse. (Romans 1:20 NAS)
