Whole, Complete, Universal

It's amazing, the power a child has on one's soul. Watching this little one makes me want to never again make a mistake, never again let an unclean word leave my mouth, never again cry tears of shame and anger, to always be Christlike. When she looks at me it's as if she can see through me - see everything I'm thinking, feeling, dreaming, regretting, loving, hating. I wish she could speak to me through words. Well, maybe not. Her silent thoughts placed in my mind are sweeter than any words she could speak. . . .

For the beauty of the earth

For the beauty of the skies

For the love which from our birth

Over and around us lies

Lord of all, to Thee we raise

This our joyful hymn of grateful praise

For the beauty of each hour

Of the day and of the night

Hill and vale, and tree and flower

Sun and moon, and stars of light

Lord of all, to Thee we raise

This our joyful hymn of grateful praise

For the joy of human love

Brother, sister, parent, child

Friends on earth, and friends above

For all gentle thoughts and mild

Lord of all, to Thee we raise

This our joyful hymn of grateful praise

Have you ever realized how truly miraculous birth is?