One day while at a lake, I saw a family of ducks waddle around a little beach and then get into the water. As they started paddling in the lake, I saw order emerge – a nice clean column of ducks with Mom and Dad up front. I doubt it was by oldest or tallest, but it was definitely orderly.
I’m not sure how this natural orderliness came about. But, I think it has the stamp of God on it. Without order there’s chaos, and in nature we see God’s beauty and order all around us. God put the first line of this poem in my mind and I know I had to honor His hand in creation.
God’s Magnificent Order
In nature we’re all graced to see
Treasured riches formed by Thee
Order seen throughout the earth
Giving life a holy worth
Valleys with their gentle hills
Toucan birds with artful bills
Trees with rings so round and tight
Geese aligned above in flight
Waves that lap each passing day
In a rhythm as to say
“There’s order to this world below
it is My way for you to know
that I am God and have My hand
on all that’s small and all that’s grand”.
It’s such a joy to see Your way
And realize my feet of clay
To see each days’ long shadows fall
Where fragrant pines climb straight and tall
God’s nature needs no hand of man
He’s formed in all in His great plan.
Surrounded by Your holy work
Knowing that’s it’s not a quirk
That all of nature comes from Thee
Where beauty reigns all to see.
