They may be small,
But they make my heart worship,
So I will worship,
And throughout my life,
Give me eyes to see,
The small, and worship,
Folded hands on little knees,
Lord, I know You care for these,
Little prayers from little ones,
You said, “let them come to me.”
Little ants near sidewalk streets,
Lord, I know You have made these,
Working hard to gather food,
They live in community.
Behind the lines
My wife (Amy) told me how God worked out the timing of a small thing and it made her heart worship.