God's Majesty
The tide gentles in, on the wings of angels, reminding me of His Love,
I look to the east, seeing a seagull, at a distant, feels more like a dove.
In morning quiet, I walk along the sand, marveling at the Lord’s beautiful grace.
The Grand Canyon, eerily spiritual, reverent and quiet, a meditative place.
What of the sparkling mountains, formed to give us respite,
and the desert sands?
What of the lakes, and the streams to cool us, created by His loving hands?
Have you seen His rocks – turquoise, emeralds, rubies - in their various colors and hues?
Where would you find God today? Hopefully in each face, and heart. You can choose.
He is in the wind, whispering devotions and love in your soul,
through His trees so clear.
He is in the gently moving grass, greening up precisely every single year.
He is in the snow, falling onto a grateful ground, an awe at His wherewithal.
To show Him our appreciation, and our love, we need to breathe in and love it all.
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