Curtains rustle by the window
A gentle breeze blows against the folds
The cloth gives way
To mysteries untold

From where cometh the breeze?
Does it come from the trees?
Or is it Spirit driven?
Yet another gift God’s given …

All of nature tells a story
Of God’s great glory
From the highest mountains with their craggy peaks
To the rivers, streams, and smallest creeks

Rabbits scurry through the grass and leaves
Long-legged dear with white spots
Look through innocent eyes
Fear and danger they know not
Until a predator comes within their scent
A blade of grass by a paw is bent
Then on alert the doe does stand
Ready to flee
If need be

These built-in instincts are the gifts
God gives to all His creatures
One of many features
That brings order out of chaos

It’s natural law
View it with awe
For it is never changing
There’s no rearranging
The order of the world

Tides go in and out
The sun revolves about
By rhythms and cycles we do live
Yet rarely do we stop and give
The credit to the maker
The one and only Creator
For all this priceless treasure
Beauty beyond measure
For animals and plants and birds
Miracles beyond our words

Stop each day and contemplate
Take the time to appreciate
The beauty of God’s art
Of which you are a part

Give not a passing glance
Thinking all is here by chance
Give thanks for all you see and hear
Keep these treasures near and dear
For they are yours to behold
As the gifts of God they do unfold
Before your eyes
And give thanks