God created the intricacy of this white Iris as

well as the majesty of the mountains.

My backyard constantly reminds me God is worthy of all praise and worship.

I cannot help but sing and shout for joy to the Rock of my salvation.
I must come before him with thanksgiving, singing in exultation:
for he is ruler over everything, holding the world in his hands.
He made the sea, and from nothingness spoke into being dry land.
Join me in bowing down to pay homage, to worship the Lord, our maker.
For we are the flock that he shepherds, and he is our loving Caretaker.
Come let us sing for joy, let us shout to the all powerful King.
Give thanks with me to the Lord, our God, and thank him for everything!