When the answer to the question that I am pondering
how many times I have said,
“If only God would write it in the sky.”
And I forget that even if He did,
I would still doubt the answer.
A plane left its mark,
or a coincidence filled in the blanks
Because I am fallible.
Why do we look up to the sky, when His Word is written in black and white
He has preserved the answers to life’s questions,
There is no denying that I see him in the sun,
and the trees of the field,
and the birds of the air…
all of creation pointing to The Creator.
He is there.
And He is reminding me to look in His Book.
Look to His Word for wisdom
We see His handiwork and are amazed,