I wrote a poem one day while we were in New Mexico. It was on Thursday, while we were still on the Native American reservation. I was staring out at the amazing scenery that's so very different from what I have here at home. I've been looking through the pictures people took of the scenery, and I'm still in awe of what I see in them. Anyway, here's my poem
I stand here amazed
All I want is to sing Your praise
You've blessed me with this view
Full of things I never knew
I see the mountains touch the sky
From a mesa way up high
I see sparse trees and lots of sand
All I know was created by Your hand
I look at Your sky with its many moods
Though it once held lightning, Your sun shines through
I think of houw it came to be
You spoke into existence what I now see
Down I look to see Your bugs
Though they're not much, You show them love
I know You also care for me
You love me more than any bug or tree
I hear my friends as they work hard
You love them more than I could, Lord.
To see this much leaves me in wonder
My Father's power speaks louder than thunder
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