When I Feel Small.

When I feel small

By Madison Gotthardt

Sometimes I feel small.

I see the moon shining bright in a sea of black.

I see a sparkling ocean under the twinkling stars.

I see trees that compare to a magical beanstalk.

And then I think of how great my God is.

I think of what’s under the sparkling ocean.

I think of what’s farther than the bright moon.

I think of what made the beanstalk-like trees.

My God is amazing.

My God is greater than me.

My God created me.

Sometimes I like being small.