"I have looked at majestic mountains rising high against the blue sky and thought of Jesus, the Creator of heaven and earth. I have stood on the sand of an island in the Pacific and watched the dawn rise like thunder- a ball of gold surrounded by clouds of pink and white and purple- and thought of Jesus, the Word by whom all things were made. I have seen a beautiful child- bright-eyed, innocent, loving and trusting- and marveled at the majesty and miracle of creation. What then shall we do with Jesus who is called Christ?
This earth is his creation. When we make it ugly, we offend him. Our bodies are the work of our Creator. When we abuse them, we abuse him."

Gordon B. Hinkley