Mindful Musings: Apr 27

“God’s Debris”

river between brown rocky mountains during daytime

Ants industriously building

Their homes in clay

Bees busily buzzing

In their hives of honey

An intricate network

Of trees

Producing air for us to breathe

And faithful rivers

Carving their paths

Through the mountain side

We are God’s debris

That’s what we are

Why should we think that we are any different

Then the ants, the bees, the trees

And the rivers running free?