Thank You Abba
Thank You for another day.
Thank You for healthy lungs.
Thank You for this mind.
Thank You for the pantry.
Thank You for the garden.
Thank You for Better Way.
Thank You for Travis' 25 birthday this Tuesday.
Thank You for my parents.
Thank You for my brother.
Thank You for trees.
Thank You for animals.
Thank You for music.
Thank You for Good Fellas.
Thank You for so much more.
Thank You for everything.
Thank You for pain.
Thank You for joy.
Thank You for Bea:)
I think about how vast this planet is. How many different ecosystems and environments. Each filled with unique and beautiful life. Deserts, Forests, Oceans, Mountains, Tundras, Caves, and so much more. Why? Then I think of all the planets around us. None come close to ours. None so diverse. None so alive. But yet each of them is painted with Your beauty. Each one when considering the size, distance, and mass causes great awe and praise towards You. This stuff is insane. From the size of the sun to the size of an ant...that's crazy. And yet what is big or small to humans is nothing to You. You have no size, no limits, no bounds.
You are both the smallest and the biggest. I can't wrap my mind around You. You are outside of time. What dose that even mean? You can create new colors, I don't even know how that's possible. You made the world but from what materials? How can anyone create something out of nothing? None of us are able. Only You. Our greatest technology our greatest robots are nothing compared to Your creation. Could we with bolts and steel create a lion, as nibble quick and beautiful? Could we with jet fuel and turbines create an eagle? We build our skyscrapers but next to your volcanoes and mountains they are tooth picks. We predict the weather with our satellites and radars yet the animals know when to retreat. We mix and pour our concrete over Your creation to cover it up, to rule over it and yet roots up heave the massive slabs and flowers push through the cracks. Everything we create needs maintenance and repair. Everything You've created works together perfectly. When one tree dies more sprout. When one animal is eaten one is fed. When rain ruins, life sprouts.
Thank You for life.
Thank You for Earth.
Thank You for freedom.
Thank You for Love.
How Deep The Father's Love - By Page CXVI
Thank You for another day.
Thank You for healthy lungs.
Thank You for this mind.
Thank You for the pantry.
Thank You for the garden.
Thank You for Better Way.
Thank You for Travis' 25 birthday this Tuesday.
Thank You for my parents.
Thank You for my brother.
Thank You for trees.
Thank You for animals.
Thank You for music.
Thank You for Good Fellas.
Thank You for so much more.
Thank You for everything.
Thank You for pain.
Thank You for joy.
Thank You for Bea:)
I think about how vast this planet is. How many different ecosystems and environments. Each filled with unique and beautiful life. Deserts, Forests, Oceans, Mountains, Tundras, Caves, and so much more. Why? Then I think of all the planets around us. None come close to ours. None so diverse. None so alive. But yet each of them is painted with Your beauty. Each one when considering the size, distance, and mass causes great awe and praise towards You. This stuff is insane. From the size of the sun to the size of an ant...that's crazy. And yet what is big or small to humans is nothing to You. You have no size, no limits, no bounds.
You are both the smallest and the biggest. I can't wrap my mind around You. You are outside of time. What dose that even mean? You can create new colors, I don't even know how that's possible. You made the world but from what materials? How can anyone create something out of nothing? None of us are able. Only You. Our greatest technology our greatest robots are nothing compared to Your creation. Could we with bolts and steel create a lion, as nibble quick and beautiful? Could we with jet fuel and turbines create an eagle? We build our skyscrapers but next to your volcanoes and mountains they are tooth picks. We predict the weather with our satellites and radars yet the animals know when to retreat. We mix and pour our concrete over Your creation to cover it up, to rule over it and yet roots up heave the massive slabs and flowers push through the cracks. Everything we create needs maintenance and repair. Everything You've created works together perfectly. When one tree dies more sprout. When one animal is eaten one is fed. When rain ruins, life sprouts.
Thank You for life.
Thank You for Earth.
Thank You for freedom.
Thank You for Love.
How Deep The Father's Love - By Page CXVI