Standing in awe of my Creator, I seek that which is unseen. He WAS, long before I came to be. He WILL BE, long after I am gone. The hand which created this earth and flung the stars and planets into their orbits is the self-same hand by which I was created. The God Who calls the stars by name, is the same God Who tenderly whispers my own name on the night wind. There is a music that exists for those who have ears to hear it.