America's STORYTELLER
Telling Untold Stories in Photographs, Prose and Public Speaking
Link: http://tellmeastory-marcia.blogspot.com/2016/11/outside-my-front-door.html
Do you see it?
Do you see the beauty all around you?
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I stepped outside my front door,
and discovered the ground covered with gold...
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...a carpet of gold leaves at my feet.
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Crimson red crabapples overhead were iridescent...
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...against the bright blue sky.
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Do you see it?
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Do you see the beauty all around you?
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Try a new path...
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...somewhere you have never been.
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Don't focus on the destination.
It's not a race.
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It's a journey for your soul.
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Do you see it?
Do you see the beauty all around you?
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The building is evidence of a builder...
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....a designer.
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Creation is evidence of a Creator.
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Creation is a reflection of our Creator.
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Do you see it?
Do you see His beauty all around you?
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Do you see Him reflected in His creation?
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Let Him refresh your soul.
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Psalm 19
(Verses 1 - 6)
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of His hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge.
They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them.
Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun.
It is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber,
like a champion rejoicing to run his course.
It rises at one end of the heavens
and makes its circuit to the other;
nothing is deprived of its warmth.
The law of the LORD is perfect,
refreshing the soul.
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| Copyright 2013 Marcia Norwood |
Link: http://tellmeastory-marcia.blogspot.com/2016/11/outside-my-front-door.html
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America's STORYTELLER
Telling Untold Stories in Photographs, Prose and Public Speaking
