Seasonal Struggle

Summer struggles to hold on - with a bright blue cloudless sky Autumn struggles to take over - with a cool breezy windstorm Maple tree struggles to hold on - to its brightly colored crispy leaves - Undecided if it's green or red and orange, it splits the difference - Gusting winds swirl red and [...]


Setting sun lays its weary head Upon rose-gold pillows Evening winds blow and whistle Rustling its red-gold maple leaf instruments Thin black veil of rain-filled clouds Whisk past a yellow-gold slice of moon September ends in rose-red-yellow-golden sunsets ©belindabotzong2017


I am currently in Bible Study Fellowship where we are studying the book of Romans. Chapter 1 reminds us that worshipping nature is not right. God uses his creations to draw us to knowledge and proof of his existence. Never confuse the art with the artist!

Belinda Botzong

I am so thankful for the beauty and richness of nature. God’s imagination has no bounds in creating beautiful and intricate and strange and amazing patterns and shapes and depth of color and texture. The vastness of creation is infinitely intriguing. To sit and ponder it all is beyond words in a blog. It is a deep and abiding blessing that brings me closer to the heart and mind of God.

Just think about how many thousands or maybe millions of types of bugs, fish, mammals, birds or invertebrates there! And each one has its own shape or pattern, voice or distinct features. To think He took the time to paint tiny dots on ladybugs backs or that some things are only seen by him — under the sea mysteries, things underground, and microscopic things.

This is only a tiny thought in the vast universe of creation and it is…

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