I saw God and His handiwork this morning.
It was in the tracks of a bobcat that crossed my path, it was in the snowy imprint of a hawk's wing trying to catch its breakfast, it was in the herd of elk running in the distance. It was in the racing antelope, who ran alongside my truck as I set out feed for the cattle. I'm lucky to get to see his work every day . . .
I hope you all are just as lucky.