You are the one who created my innermost parts; you knit me together while I was still in my mother’s womb. — Psalm 139:13
To fear the Lord is the beginning of wisdom; she is created with the faithful in the womb. — Sirach 1:14
Awe and humility are the only proper response to nature shows. I’m absolutely astounded by how living things, some with brain sizes of a grain of sand, do amazing things to survive and to reproduce. How do octopi use tools and change their color? How does a sea turtle navigate back to the beach where she was hatched, in order to lay her own eggs? How does a house finch couple know to return to my front porch each year and build their nest by the outside light?
Take in a few episodes then visit a couple with a newborn baby. Wow. The unseen workings of a Creator who knit body and mind together in such a mysterious and overwhelming way that a small human miracle is born into the world.
Just after a deeply religious experience as a teen, I discovered the English Romantic poets in a literature class. The verses of Wordsworth, Shelley, Byron, Coleridge all gave voice to the awe, wonder, and mystery of the natural world. I believe a short poem by Wordsworth could be appended to the Bible:
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
Nice!