God's Creation
Sometimes, on rare and beautiful occasions, we on the Junior Campus get to glimpse the wonder of creation through the eyes of the little people we teach. What we behold at these times causes our hearts to become still, time slows, and we are liberated from our preoccupation with complexities and busyness to be captivated by the wonderment of our heavenly Father’s creation. In that moment, humbled by His beauty, the truth of David’s words in Psalm 8:3-4 echo in our hearts,
“What is man that you are mindful of him and the son of man that you care for him?”
Surrounded by children, we have the privilege to see the beauty and wonder of creation through their fresh eyes. The simple things like spider webs covered in water droplets, blossoms in spring, dancing dandelions, butterflies bouncing off flowers, perfectly formed pebbles, rippling streams, croaking frogs, daisy chains, sparkling sunbeams … captivate and delight them, for they seem to see the handiwork of our Creator with a flawless freshness which comes from seeing something for the first time.
Rachel Carson wrote, “A child’s world is fresh and new and beautiful, full of wonder and excitement. It is our misfortune that for most of us, that clear-eyed vision, that true instinct for what is beautiful and awe-inspiring, is dimmed and even lost before we reach adulthood.”
May the Lord give us eyes to constantly see the wonder of His creation so that we may never lose the wonder of who He is!
Jesus said, “Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven” (Mathew 18:3).
So, when you have a moment, step into our world on the Junior Campus, spend time with our precious little humans, and you too may be blessed enough to catch a glimpse of the wonder of His creation.
His Presence
By Alora M. KnightA friend of mine once asked me
Just how could I believe
In someone I never saw,
Nor spoken words received.
I thought, perhaps, I should explain
Just why I have no doubt
That it was God's creativeness
That brought this world about.
I only have to look around
To know that He is there.
I see and feel and hear Him.
That's why I'm so aware.
I see Him in the raindrops
That nourish trees and flowers.
I see Him in the rainbows
That sometimes follow showers.
I see Him in a mother's love
When looking at her child.
So thankful that this miracle
Is pure and undefiled.
I see Him in the wrinkled face
That's seen so many years,
Knowing it was faith in Him
That overcame all fears.
I hear Him when a meadowlark
Trills out its joyful song.
I hear Him when the thunder
Comes forth so loud and strong.
I see the beauty of Him
In the butterflies on wing.
The feathers of the peacock
Are the colors He can bring.
I feel Him when a playful breeze
Blows gently through my hair.
When the sun shines warmly on my face,
I know that He is there.
His strength shows in the mountains
And the ever-pounding seas.
A kitten's purred affection
Shows how gentle love can be.
It's true I have no pictures
To hang upon my wall.
I do not need a portrait,
His presence to recall.
For those who wish to listen,
It is played throughout the land.
The symphony of life itself,
Directed by His hand.
Marion Santos
Head of Learning Area - Year 3
