Another soccer appointment, another set of photo’s. I only had to drop my son off as his sisters were coming along later in the day. Gresford NSW is a small town at the foot of some lovely mountains which have connecting roads & winding turquoise rivers so I took the scenic route home, of which there are many. You could spend years up there & that still wouldn’t be enough time to take it all in.
Sadly many look to nature as a guide & not to its Maker, for all its beauty & expression of wonder, personality & order they conclude through many assumptions that this marvellous handiwork filled with intelligence & information got here all by its meaningless & purposeless self.
As it is with the expanse of nature so it is with the pages of Scripture…“Nobody ever outgrows Scripture; the book widens and deepens with our years (Spurgeon).” We are not left chasing our tails (so to speak) the Author of life provides wisdom & grace for our living, all that we need & more. God is a generous God & most worthy of praise, He is in nature & in His house.
Lost city of the paper wasps.
The cleared path appears like a giant python
snaking its way through the bush towards the mountain tops