I am surrounded with opportunities to be thankful,
I look left and right and to my future’s hope,
Finding more and more to be grateful for,
Everything finds its source in Creation’s voice,
He begins a conversation that is etched in my heart,
Love is what forms all truth in this life,
Life doesn’t exist without this love,
The rhythm of creation’s work every day,
All the scurrying activity that happens below,
Will find the words that acknowledge God’s plans,
Nothing is missed from the detail of Creation’s care.
We have not been left alone, God doesn’t miss anything,
My feeble attempts at loving will discover trust,
God will honour what is lived out of lovingkindness,
Coming close so that not even a whisper is missed.
Joining in the shout of creation that cries out,
Praise the Lord!