A fantail chirped at me this morning

And it made me put down my phone

What is the value of a slim black box

When compared with God’s creation?

What it lacks in instant gratification

It makes up for in immeasurable beauty

A golden sunset adorns the clouds

A warm breeze makes me feel alive

The birds and bugs cheerfully go about their duties

The juxtaposition of creation speaks of its creator

The vast complexity

The ordered chaos

Death, leading to life

All reflections of God’s character

His fingerprints

Are easy to overlook

When I’m on my phone.