My eyes are filled with wonder, dear Father.
I look with breathless amazement at this Grand Canyon, the work of your hands.
The pinks, the reds, the blues, the purples and the greens!
I praise you for all of the colors of the rainbow!
Thank you for the extreme care you took in designing my eyes so I can enjoy the rest of your creation!
The canyon is so huge!
And reminds me of your love for me – how deep! How wide! How high!
You are so significant! Who am I that you should care for even the hairs on my head?
But then I remember your words to me – I am your child. You have adopted me for eternity and I matter to you. You promise me that you have great plans for me and that you will not stop until those plans are complete.
Yes, dear Father!
As I watch a rain cloud float over the canyon, sending its rain down to the bottom of the canyon, I remember the storm clouds that regularly float into my life. And I know that you are right beside me every time the rain falls…everytime the wind howls…everytime the storm tries to blow me away from you. So I hold on even tighter and find my security in you.
I feel like I could look into this canyon forever and continue to see something new each time I looked. I feel that same way about your precious Word to me. Everytime I read it, opening my mind and heart, I read something new.
Something very good.
Some new truth that I need to know.
Yes, this canyon is pretty grand.
But you are much more grand, Abba Father! Your grandeur stretches out into infinity. I get to see small bits and pieces of your awesomeness here on earth. You are so much more! Your creation is just a small reflection of your magnificence and beauty.
You are so much more!