Wonder

Gazing at the countryside
With thoughts racing at 100 miles
My mind's eye remains focussed on You

I hear the birds -Your voice through them
I feel the breeze - Your breath in it
I see the skies explode with color
the wonder of Your hands......

A stone and then a rock
A hill and then the mountain tops
Amazing how they all were made
Ingenious - that's Your style.

Yet inspite of all this Lord,
You love man despite himself
The being made in Your likeness,
With character that denies that

Man - the destructor
You - the Creator...

It is humbling- Your love for me,
Undeserving in every way.
Hear my prayer, dear Lord I plea,
Teach me to love the way You do,
Enable me to be like You.

Amen.