He spoke stars and trees and sun into existence, and then smiled and said, “This is good.” And then ever so delicately, He painted my path. Your path. A path wide enough for two. Because when we walk alongside Him, He smiles and says “This is good.”
There is a horizon to view. There are stories to be shared. There are miracles to see. There is light and shadow and color and life. He’ll speak. And He’ll smile.
Be generous with me and I’ll live a full life;
not for a minute will I take my eyes off your road.
Open my eyes so I can see
what you show me of your miracle-wonders..