Sunday, June 17, 2012
God looks different to me ~
I've gazed into the skies and tried thinking like an atheist.
Swirling masses of dust are formed into things of beauty;
Leaving me wondering why science touts with clenched fist ~
That God must bow down to rules of their duty.
Yet~ God looks different to me.
I see the stars He formed and recognize a childhood treasure.
Yes~ God looks different to me.
I see in Him the things that always give me pleasure.
I've gazed into the eyes of a precious newborn child.
Toes and fingers are counted, and yes, there are two ears!
The petrie dish is given credit, notes are made, reports are filed.
Yet I still see His spirit as the child grows through the years.
*For those who have children ~ Happy Fathers Day!