The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge.”
When I am blessed with pleasant weather and blue skies,
I wander outside.
I step quietly into an ever-changing canvas,
alive with wonder and beauty.
Nature reflects the awe-inspiring work of the Master Artist.
His brush drips grace like wet paint over the earth,
over all of his creation.
He speaks and his message is heard
by those with eyes to see and ears to hear.
May our eyes be open today. May our ears be ever listening.
Because He is speaking.
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