We have a place near our city with a variety of animals, not the exotic ones you find in a zoo, just funny, smelly, dirty ones that you can feed.
However, when I go to look at all these birds of all kinds, big, little, medium, & peacocks, I can not help but be in awe over the fact that each one is different, even within the same species, some have speckles, some don’t, yet each have their very own unique design. I stand there taking in every little detail on each one, completely mesmermized with God’s paintbrush.
Same with fish, especially salt water. I mean my gosh, look at all the different types, how can evolution be so creative, or a big boom (is that another theory I think I may have heard, or am I thinking of end times when there will be a bunch of booms?). There are too many unique shapes, unique sizes & too many colors being used & then put into unique designs.
How can God be denied His handiwork? Oh, you poor unbelievers, to not know the true source before its over!
Geez, I guess, seeing, discovering, and/or observing the beauty in animals depends upon a person’s heart and their attitude about life.
If all you can see is what some of you have described in your answers, is that also how you see life and other humans?
What a pity to have to go through life and not see the beauty first and foremost. Yes, we can all be aware of some gruesome details, but I would rather go through life and focus on the beauty rather than the other stuff.
By the way, I once worked at Nevada Association for the Handicap the best job ever. We had 6 levels with 1 as the most severe & level 6 ready to work at a job site and I would coach them til they could go it alone.
Fridays were the greatest bcuz even level 1 knew it was payday. My job was going to hotels, casinos & businesses to obtain work to be done at our location. The most common were direct mailings (up to 20,000 +)which levels 3 – 6 worked on. Level 1 & 2 would sort decks of cards so they could be resold. Many in level 1, severely handicap, never even got 1 deck sorted but they were happy no matter what they did. There is no phoniness in them just pure honesty. Whenever I felt down in the dumps, I would walk through the levels & the joy that radiated thru them lifted my spirits faster than anything as they shouted their hi’s at me. They don’t want your pity, they just wanted you to accept them. God’s word says they are His special people and He’s right, they are special.
