Our World is, for me, a beautiful work of Art!
When I look out a window or walk down the street, I can't help but smile as I marvel at this beautiful world I live in. As I look around me, I feel content and at peace surrounded by such a beautiful creation.
I am a hopeless optimist and I always try to look on the bright side of life. I find Nature and the world around me beautiful and amazing.
The most beautiful thing for me is the sea. When I go to the beach and feel the gentle touch of a wave dying on my feet, I feel at one with it. I look at the horizon and I cannot see the end, I feel that the sea is like the Love of God that had a beginning when He was forming me, but does not have an end.
I loved to watch the seagulls flying against the restless wind, sometimes blowing in a gorgeous evening in Africa. When they felt tired of fighting the strong wind, they would glide on the arms of the wind. When they felt restored, they would begin to fly again. Magically they seemed to find a place which would allow them to conquer the resistance of the wind and fly further away. While watching them, I realized that, so often, instead of fighting against the strong wind of the circumstances, I must stop, rest, let me glide with the wind knowing that the God I love will show me the way to fly further away...
I love Nature, its peace and tranquility.
The One Who created me taught me to find, in the gray world I live in, His beauty in every little detail of His wonderful Creation.
When I look out a window or walk down the street, I can't help but smile as I marvel at this beautiful world I live in. As I look around me, I feel content and at peace surrounded by such a beautiful creation.
I am a hopeless optimist and I always try to look on the bright side of life. I find Nature and the world around me beautiful and amazing.
The most beautiful thing for me is the sea. When I go to the beach and feel the gentle touch of a wave dying on my feet, I feel at one with it. I look at the horizon and I cannot see the end, I feel that the sea is like the Love of God that had a beginning when He was forming me, but does not have an end.
I loved to watch the seagulls flying against the restless wind, sometimes blowing in a gorgeous evening in Africa. When they felt tired of fighting the strong wind, they would glide on the arms of the wind. When they felt restored, they would begin to fly again. Magically they seemed to find a place which would allow them to conquer the resistance of the wind and fly further away. While watching them, I realized that, so often, instead of fighting against the strong wind of the circumstances, I must stop, rest, let me glide with the wind knowing that the God I love will show me the way to fly further away...
I love Nature, its peace and tranquility.
The One Who created me taught me to find, in the gray world I live in, His beauty in every little detail of His wonderful Creation.
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