Grub

Once upon a time there was a little grub. He was a shy little creature and stayed very quiet whenever he could but he was amazed at all that he saw. 


He watched the birds fly high and swoop down low and marvelled. 


He saw the butterflies flutter by with brightly coloured wings that danced in the sunlight and knew he would one day dance like that for a little while. 


He gazed at the trees clapping their hands in the wind that blew. He heard them shout for joy and he quietly sang for joy in his heart.


He felt the mountains and hills tremble before the Majesty and he raised his head, then lowered it in reverence.


He gazed at the stars at night and wondered. So many, and so wide and far and bright...and he pondered.


All that he saw and all that he knew told the story. Every creature and every bright and shiny night time thing, and all the mountains and trees and great oceans told the story. 


The One who made these things - what a mighty One is he!
(c)kerrie