The glory of God is reflected in every facet of His creation. Gray skies or blue, the dew of the early morning, the colors of the sunset. From the tightly closed bud of early spring to the fully disclosed leaf of Summer. The dust of Death Valley to the vast and endless oceans. The searing heat of the equatorial jungles to the blinding snow of the poles. The imagination our God.
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