The little child whispered,
"God, speak to me."
And a meadowlark sang.
But the child did not hear.
So the child yelled,
"God, speak to me!"
And the thunder rolled across the sky.
But the child did not listen.
The child looked around and said,
"God let me see you."
And a star shone brightly.
But the child did not notice.
And the child shouted,
"God show me a miracle!"
And a life was born.
But the child did not know.
So the child cried out in despair,
"Touch me God, and let me
know you are here!"
Where upon God reached down
touched the child.
But the child brushed
the butterfly away
And walked away unknowingly.
Often times, the things
we seek are right
underneath our noses.
Don't miss out on your blessing
because it isn't packaged the
way that you expect.
UNKNOWN
COLORS OF THE WIND
