God’s Handiwork

The dance of a butterfly.

The melody of a bird.

The playfulness of a squirrel.

The vivid color of wildflowers.

God’s handiwork entertaining me like no device ever can.

The gentleness of a lazy stream.

The rustling chorus of trees.

The warmth of the sun.

The caress of the breeze.

God’s handiwork soothing my tired body like no balm ever can.

Signs of God all around, yet I am often too busy to notice.

But today I slow down to,

Enjoy

Feel

Hear

Smell

Sense

God did not show up. I did. And now I see what I have missed.

God did not conceal. I did. And now I am reminded of His glory.

God did not refrain. I did. And now I am enjoying His creative beauty.

Can you perceive it – God’s handiwork? It’s there. It’s here.

Enjoy.

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