Going about my day, hustling rushing along the way. Then I stop to take notice of the leaves dancing in mid-air. In their own way they are giving God the prasie.

As the rivers roll on, as the mountains stand tall, as the birds fly in the air, as the flowers sprout without care; In their own way they are giving God the praise.

It's amazing to think about how his beauty is reflected in his creations. From the stars sparkling in the night sky, to the eagle soaring by heaven's side. By operating in their natural order they glorify the Father.

So as I continue throughout my day, my spirit within begins to obey my natural order. I begin to worship, cry, reflect on his great glory. I  ignore the pressure of life, I forget about the struggles and fghts. I just simply obey my creator and submit as his creation and in my way I give him the praise.