My Father built and dedicated a park.

I was just listening to a Father's Day message by David Platt...he's so passionate about God.  It made me think; He, our Father, planned, created and gave a huge park to the first couple on earth.  They could run and play tag in it all day, drink the clean water from rivers and waterfalls, eat the most lush fruit that ever grew.  They had lots of sunlight to warm them by day and a huge viewing screen of stars and moon by night.  Their own personal zoo and aviary for entertainment.
What ecstacy, what perfection.  But, they traded it all in for One apple...no, it was one-half an apple (they shared).
Back to Platt.  He was describing the beauty of scenery in Arizona, the handwork of our creative God.  That made me think of other beautiful areas of our country that are parks and playgrounds for us.  Not National Parks, which after all used and put boundaries on His creativity, charge a viewing fee and consider it theirs...but the gifts from a loving Father to His children.
I visit these parks and wonders now by internet and television, but still am pleased and in awe of the playgrounds and gifts from my Father.
"So when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was a delight to the eyes, and that the tree was to be desired to make one wise, she took of its fruit and ate, and she also gave some to her husband who was with her and he ate."  Gen. 3:6
                            below is photo of a 3 wk. old robin in nest in the yard a week ago