The imperceptible growth of a tree,

The flight of the butterfly and the bee:

Each does trace his Makerís way,

As you and I must do each day.


The bear and the deer and the chipmunk too,

They all love life as much as you.

They all were planned by His great mind:

Wonders of creation of every kind.


Do you look for miracles anywhere,

In order to know that He is there?

Youíll find them in the clouds and sea,

Wherever in life that you may be.


Youíll find them in the earth and clay,

At every step along the way.

Youíll find them in the sky above.

If you look, youíll see His love.


By Charles F. (Rick) Creech


††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††† ††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††† 


Copyright; 1996 by Charles F. (Rick) Creech
All Rights Reserved