Worship and Riding

As the hand made items of a person who has died testify that they indeed, lived, so creation points to a Creator.

As I ride my horse on packed earth, covered with fallen leaves, and breathe in this  unseen but necessary air; as I see the  blue of the endless sky, I am reminded of this:  not only has He lived, He lives.

Thank You, Lord, for showing Yourself  through what You have made, and for allowing me to view it all from the back of this awesome horse.