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!
And with the precious gift that is life and the wonder of a newborn child, I thank you for your thoughtful prose.
ReplyDeleteAnd thank you for the Father's Day wishes :)
In peace, Gary
You're more than welcome, Gary, and thank you for the very thoughtful comment. :)
ReplyDeleteMy wonderful little grandson tells me there is a God, though I'm not sure exactly what or who God is. I guess we are not meant to know at this stage. Thanks for the Father's Day wishes, I had a magical day.
ReplyDeleteMike, you're more than welcome, and looks like we'll visit for "Grandparent's Day" later on. Glad your day was magical! :)
ReplyDeleteHi Dixie. My four-year-old grand-daughter asked me 'Grandad, do you know what an ant is?'. Tell me, I said.
ReplyDelete'One of God's little creatures!' she said, triumphantly. That's me told!
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Bazza: Thank you for sharing your Grand-daughter's triumphant declaration, and 'out of the mouths of babes.'
ReplyDeleteFour year olds are a lot of fun, but almost too old for me! :))
Hi Dixie:
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by and leaving me the Happy Father's day message. We all have something in common and that is the Father of us all, the Creator of heaven and earth.
Also checking to see how you are doing with your shoulder? Take care.
Paul
You're welcome, Paul, and I hope it was a time of joy for you. I couldn't remember if you children or not.
ReplyDeleteGod supplies my needs and I needed my arm back - so I petitioned for His healing on the day I broke it. I asked the Father to guide the surgeon's hands, and stood by in faith. In other words, I 'saw' my shoulder as already healed, and thanked my Father.
It's been almost six weeks since surgery and yesterday (June 21), the doctor said I no longer need the sling, oh, and I can drive! He seemed surprised; most people take the full eight weeks to heal... and still remain in the sling for another few weeks.
Ironically and joyfully, this broken shoulder has offered me more opportunities than I could have imagined. It humbled me to be home bound, experiencing what a lot of people live daily.
I appreciate your visit and comment. (Proverbs 3:5-6)