God's artwork

Again I find myself walking around and always end up in a church parking lot. I don't really care for much organized religion, probably because I dont care for rules or people whom judge or make others feel unholy or that there wrong for what there heart tells them or feel. But I do daily give thanks to God, I count my blessings, even the really hard to be thankful type of events that happen in my life. I admire God, God to me is so powerful and fierce but with such a forgiving nature, if I could count how many times God has truly been a part in my life shifting towards better, countless times. I feel really loved and accepted talking to God. I dont always make the best decisions, but it usually is for a greater reason. I no longer try to plan or predict what will happen or gonna. I just let go let God. So to me this challenge of heavenly fingers is bitter sweet. Considering my church is nature. My time with God is when I can feel all of the work Gods created. Watching birds fly, feed or fight. Seeing the bees pollinate, the smell of freshly cut grass on the mornings dew in the summer. The smell of fall in the mid west as your walking down a path, hearing the leaves all crackle and pop. As if the universe and I are creating a wonderful symphony. Then the sky is where my heart melts, I see such beauty and magic occur. It's as if God is in art class and at the end of each day that was filled with light and love, comes the Grand finale with all the colors and sunburst of tones and contrast... I'll stop now. But to me God is all in all and if the skies and magicly creatures on this planet are just a fraction of what heaven is like. Then whoa how awesome. What an awesome challenge.
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