Every flower that He causes to bud, every peak that He made to rise, each chilled mountain stream and cosy wooded valley speaks to me of God’s great love. Every hue of an early morning sunrise, every song I hear a bird send forth, each flake that carpets winter lawns and the fire that keeps me warm speaks of my creator’s concern for me. Give me eyes to see and ears to hear. Give me a heart to accept and a mind to figure out. Help me to continually seek and thirst for you O God, my great God.