Will's inchworms

     "The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims His handiwork.  Day to day pours out speech, and night to night reveals knowledge. There is no speech, nor are there words, whose voice is not heard.  Their voice goes out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world." (Ps.19:1-4)
     Yesterday I enjoyed the privilege of watching our precious neighbor's 4 year old son, Will, go into paroxysms of excitement over inchworms.  Yes, over the tiny, lowly, insignificant inch worm.  These little worms are suddenly out in full force.  First the pollen, then the inchworm, I suppose.  Whenever we come inside from walking Moses, we're covered in them.  Tiny little green fellows inexorably inching their way to... well, who knows where they think they are headed.  But boy,  whenever they're going, these worms are moving with a vengeance.  They never quit and keep on squishing up into perfect little "n's" and then stretch back out again to the full length of their minuscule 1/8 bodies!
     I'm betting you just walked right by these relentless little guys.  Maybe you were like I was--brushing them away with irritation when you found them crawling up your pants and shirt and shoes.
     Well, no more!  Thanks to adorable Will, I now see them with newfound wonder.  Seriously, consider how remarkable these little fellows are--teensy, persevering, energetic, delicate, graceful.  What an example of never giving up!  And their bright green color really is quite pretty--great for hiding in the grass and shrubs but bright enough to locate on your clothing.  (And I hear green is actually the "it" color this season.  The fashion industry is waaaaay behind the Creator of the universe.)
     What a Lord we have!  Gigantic beyond our wildest imaginations as He created the far-flung galaxies.  Such distances we cannot even begin to fathom.  Yet intricate, detail-orientated, small enough to fashion the microscopic cells that form our bodies and all of matter.  And creatively artistic enough to design colorful fish swimming in the depths of the sea... and tiny, flexible, lime green, inchworms gracing our paths.  He didn't need to make inchworms--but He did... out of joy and out of a love to awe His children.
     He's always open for business, isn't He?  Ready to woo us, amaze us, love us, forgive us, and fill us with wonder.  Have you thanked Him today for your eyes that are reading these words?  Or your lungs that He fashioned that gave you that breath you just took... and that one... and that one?  Or the that nose that can smell the freshness and cleanness of spring?  Or the delicate dogwoods that grace your path on the way to work or school or chores?
      Or that inchworm?  Or that joyous perspective of a child that reminds us of the astounding wonder of this planet?
     Or your Savior who never gives up on you and will never fail you... even when you fail Him? Kind of like the inchworm--He will never ever quit on us!
     Thank You, Father, for blessing upon blessing... even those that we miss.  Give us eyes to see and savor the wonder and hearts that breath deep into the joy of being alive with You always at the helm.
     To God, the Creator and Sustainer and Redeemer and Wonder-Maker, be all the glory.