I look in awe upon the earth,
This creation You made,
With all its beauty, majesty
And mystery displayed.
Connect so vibrantly,
But now and then a pattern forms
That steals my breath from me
In whatever its tone,
Grey when the clouds come rolling in,
Deep blue when they have flown.
Where water meets the trees,
The lake becomes a vibrant green.
It reflects what it sees.
But more than that to me.
It reminds me to reflect back
The loving God I see.
Reflected on my face,
And let my words and deeds each day
Mirror Your wondrous grace.
As water reflects the face, so one’s life reflects the
heart.
The lovely photo is another gift from ATF, this time from the Pacific NW!
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