God’s heart must laugh a mighty laugh of joy every spring and
summer time. Oh, man! don’t you think you would laugh if you
could make a leaf--not a great big green oak or maple-leaf,
but just a wee, modest, unpretentious leaf, and yet a real
leaf? Now, wouldn’t you thrill with joy to the ends of your
finger-tips if you could make just one leaf? And well you might,
for never yet was born the man who could make a leaf without God
doing the major part of the work.
And yet every spring God grows a million leaves and flowers out
in the corn-fields, back in the forests, down in the meadows
of earth. Why, truly God is right down here among us watching
things grow, going through the corn-fields and laughing to the
rustling music of the green blades of silken corn.--F. F.
SHANNON.
(614)
=Creatorship=--See LIFE, SOURCE OF MAN’S.