He Changed Me

  You know, I've always wondered how anyone could look around at the things of nature and think they're all products of some freak accident.  Every time I stop what I'm doing to look at a butterfly, or a beautiful tree, or my precious son, I see the complexity and the miracle of God's Creation. 

  You've heard it said, it's all about perspective.  Recently, I saw something I just had to share with you.  Brian and I were on our way to Miami for a relaxing, romantic getaway.  Brian was sleeping and I was reading (since try as I may, I CANNOT get to sleep on a plane!) Well, out of nowhere, Brian wakes up and opens the shade on the window.  He pointed to what we were flying over, trying to figure out what it was.  After a minute we realized it was a vast mountain range.  We were just staring at it together when I was overcome with a beautiful realization... it looked just like when a child plays in sand and pulls the sand up through their fingers to create mountains!!!  I could barely explain why I was crying, but I just said, "How can anyone doubt God created that?  You can see the marks of His fingers!"

  It's something I'll never forget.  If we look, we can see the marks of God's hands everywhere.