No matter, if we sleep or wake, we are without excuse.  Every day and every night, God has left his faithful mark among us.

The trees remain. Even the dead of winter does not remove their witness.  The grass obeys our feet; bowing low at our passing.  The stars recede at the breaking of dawn; obeying the greater light’s command to depart.  And the moon reflects the glory of the blazing Sun, regardless our perception.

We know wickedness first.  But all creation knows obedience first.  This is the witness God has created as a guide.  This is the witness God has left among us as a testimony to the work of man’s hands.  Obedience to God remains.  Wickedness is fleeting.

The witness of God among us is firm and entrenched.  Though we tear it up to replace its beauty with the work of our own hands, we must continually fight to restrain its appearance.  Grass grows up in the cracks of our “beautiful” construction.  We must continually attack it to force it back.  Tiny trees grow against our will.  All the while, who perceives this battle as futile?

We ignore.  Perhaps we delight in perception.  We alienate God’s powerful will among us.  Or we respect it.  Regardless, God IS.  His Holy command has left us the loudest possible message.  “I AM.  I will not be stopped or stifled.  Listen to Me and gain eternity.  Refuse and remain in death.”