When I stood on the deck this morning, I heard a pinecone fall from the tree and thud against the deck floor. I was startled at first, but them pleased too. As I go about my daily affairs, you dear Father, continue to operate the world around me, timing the release of seeds in due season, governing the migration of birds, and carefully arranging the tides according to your plan. I am relieved to know that all creation is in your hands, no matter how careless and random world events may seem to be. I can peacefully submit to your will, knowing that you are God of the universe. You will guide my actions and my responses—whether to the fall of a pinecone or the sacrifice of your beloved Son on the cross. You are still my creator and my redeemer, manifested in all the world that surrounds me. Amen.