My very being praises you. My every breath, my every heartbeat, every blink of my eye praises you. The mighty mountains and 
roaring seas praise you. The eagles flying high and soaring on the wings of the wind praise you. The fish great and small that thrive somewhere in the deep waters praise you. The unborn children still snug in their mother’s womb praise you. The stars dancing through galaxies around the orb of the universe praise you. Touch and sound, motion and stillness praise you. On ethereal wings, all things praise you.
Lord, I was in a hurry and I went way over the speed limit. Most people would call such guilt silly, but I feel it. I endangered others by going a speed the engineers consider dangerous. I didn’t listen. I paid no heed. I should have left home early enough. I didn’t. I endangered people because I was not prepared enough and was running late. And the place I was rushing to was not worth anyone’s life. What if I had hit someone and caused them all kinds of inconveniences in their life? Worse, what if I had killed someone. I am so sorry. But thank you for protecting everyone I drove near.
Ah, thank you, my Lord for color. How delightful color is. People who have been blind all their lives do not comprehend color. That just reminds me of what is in store in your world. What will heaven be like? I can only imagine. And for sound. Thank you for the sound of music, whether it be on the lips of a chorus, a child, a song bird, or the wind dancing among the leaves of a tree. How much fun it must have been for you to create the world. A little dab of blue here, a little dab of red there. A whisper of a song, the enchantment of a bubbling creek. Teach my eyes to see it all.
.
A CHILD’S BIBLE HEROES: ADAM AND EVE. How much fun God had in creating the world with splashes of color here and there and everywhere. And scents of flowers and fruit wafting through the breeze. Then there were Adam and Eve — his crowning achievement. They lived up to his expectations for probably a hundred years. We need to give them credit for what they did do — not singing for much longer than we can. To BUY NOW click a book cover or paste this: https://bit.ly/3l4WL84
I praise you, mighty God ~ mighty in truth, in love, in life. Above all lies and hatred and annihilations. You are the strongest, the highest, the greatest. You are above all, in all and through all. You are brighter than the sun you formed, deeper than the oceans you brought forth, higher than the stars you sprinkled throughout the heavens. You are holy and filled with majestic greatness. My soul soars to you, then bows low to honor you.
THEY MET JESUS 
