I recently took the kids to the park on a gorgeous Thursday afternoon so that they could throw around their frisbees. I played with them for about an hour, and then I sat down on the grass to relax. The sky was blue with only a few lazy clouds, the air was crisp and cool, and the leaves in the park were just beginning to change color. A perfect fall day. And I couldn't help but think of all the awesome things that God created for me to enjoy on that day. (awesome- inspiring awe, characterized by awe) I began to think of all the things that He made that I'll probably never see. Stars too many to count in massive galaxies that we'll never be able to see, snow flakes that are so different from one another that no two are the same, the deepest part of the ocean that holds creatures that no one will discover, the simple beauty of a clear blue sky, thunder and lightning, anything from a gentle breeze to a hurricane, how a baby grows in the womb and is born a tiny tiny human, and many more wonderful things that God has created.
I love reading Genesis 1 where creation is described. God just spoke it into being and called it good. He gave us a great blessing when He gave us His creation. And we're part of that creation, too. Just think of the complexities of our bodies. The bazillions of cells and how our bodies repair themselves, things like hair and our vision and so many more amazing aspects. No, those DEFINITELY could not have been created by a big bang and slowly evolved. No sir. God made a creation that we can hardly begin to understand. But it sure is beautiful.
To the galaxies unseen
In a tiny baby's eyes
And a strong and towering tree
In the beauty of a rose
The uncertainty of breath
In every sunrise, sunset
Lord we see your awesomeness
You are the Creator
The Sustainer of life
You make the seasons change
And the moon to rise at night
I look around me
And I see all you have made
You delight to give us beauty
In all that you create
As the sun comes through the trees
And the gentle breezes blow
In the clouds that change and fade
And the tiny flowers that grow
In each flake of gentle snow
Where no two can be the same
For the beauty, splendor
Lord we praise your mighty name
You are the Creator
The Sustainer of life
You make the seasons change
And the moon to rise at night
I look around me
And I see all you have made
You delight to give us beauty
In all that you create
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