If I had ten thousand tongues…

I woke up this morning, and the orderly world that God created was functioning just as He designed it to perform.  There was oxygen to breathe and light with which to see.  The earth had turned during the night on its axis as God fashioned it to do.  The darkness that was present when I went to sleep had submitted to the morning light. The trees and grass were still green, processing air for me to breathe.  Gravity held me to the floor so that I would not drift away.  I instantly knew where I was; my mind was working, and my thinking processes stable.

There was water to drink that my body needed to function.  The oceans and all that is in them did not overflow their banks. The season was changing right on time, taking its turn in order.  The sky was blue, and all of the order that God created was still in its place.  I could say much about the people on the earth and all of the chaos that they created, but when I looked at God’s creation, it was operating just as it should.

It occurred to me.  God is still good, and all that he created is good.  If I had ten thousand tongues, I could not praise Him enough.