Rivers run and wear away the rock until canyons come to be. Glaciers push forward and slowly melt away, as the sun rises and sets on them. An Acorn is planted in the ground and a mighty Oak comes to be, only a flicker of time has passed for the seed. The world turns and the seasons pass, but change seems slow to come. In reverent prayer we seek answers, but they seem like they will never come. Then as the spring surely follows the winter, flowers bloom with renewed beauty. In these things we see that all things happen in Gods time.