testimonies around us, how we could
escape God. But somehow we do. We live
in an art gallery of divine creativity and yet
are content to gaze only at the carpet.
The next time you hear a baby laugh or
see an ocean wave, take note. Pause and
listen as His Majesty whispers ever so gently,
"I'm here."
Copyrighted @ 2004 - 2005 Max Lucado
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