I find this word very strong: Creation

Main Entry: cre·a·tion
Pronunciation: krE-'A-sh&n
Function: noun
1 : the act of creating; especially : the act of bringing the world into ordered existence
2 : the act of making, inventing, or producing: as a : the act of investing with a new rank or office b : the first representation of a dramatic role
3 : something that is created : as a : WORLD b : creatures singly or in aggregate c : an original work of art d : a new usually striking article of clothing
(Mirriam-Webster online dictionary, 2004)

Yesterday, in my parents' house, I saw with awe how strong the word is. It was the first time for my daughter (and her mother) to make donuts and panada out of dough. Her grandma prepared the dough and afterward they shaped it into those donuts and panada.

When I looked at those little hands of my daughter "playing" with the dough and saw her face, bright with light of content, I can feel how strong the word is. She looked very absorbed in her effort to form that dough into donuts, and once she finished one donut she showed it to me with veeerry broad smile. The things also happened to her mother; the smile, the content, the satisfaction. The spectator is not left behind, I feel so happy to see them showing the look in their faces. These all came from the creation of one single cake a.k.a donut.

Perhaps, that is why I love looking at buildings, especially the ones that were made in harmony with their surroundings; temples, palaces, ancient stadiums, houses of Gods. Behind those buildings lies the contented people who built them; their smiles, their happiness of finally finishing what they had started.

I wonder how wide my God's smile is.