Have you ever noticed the graceful dance of wild wheat?
Or the delicate bend of a tall cottonwood?
The exuberant splash of a dog meeting water; the purposeful hop of a mama robin?
Have you paused to stare up at the clear blue sky, and count the puffs of cotton?
Or truly enjoyed the music of gravel, noisily crunching underfoot?
The distant giggles of kids on bikes; the friendly smile of a passing stranger?
Have you stopped to notice the purple wild flowers trailing in the grass?
Or the outline of mountains in the distance?
The ripples fading after a duck in the water; the silent sweep of a crane overhead?
These are all the wonders I noticed, when I made the conscious choice to open my eyes. I praised the Lord for his majesty; His creativity dwarfs my own. Praise the Lord for nature, and the glory is brings to Him! Thank the Lord for nature, and the joy is brings to me. Praise the Lord!