O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder, consider all the worlds Thy Hands hath made…

My internal jukebox was playing loud as I walked this early morning. I am so very grateful that I grew up in a church that sang this song on a regular basis. I know the words by heart, and because of that, I can turn up the volume internally and sing to my soul’s content.

I left the house a little earlier since son wasn’t joining me to walk to the track. I planned to walk my regular route and get in 3.37 miles before the day began. But when I got to the big tree and saw what He was creating right before my eyes, I began to second guess my regular route that would have me walking away from the performance. By the time I got to the courthouse, I knew I had to turn around and go back so that I wouldn’t miss the opportunity.

As I walked, my pace picked up slightly, because with every block, the sky was changing and the houses were in the way. At the edge of town, I just had to stop and enjoy and sing to my soul’s content…how great Thou art, how great Thou art.

I am grateful for the opportunity this morning to walk 5.04 miles.

I am grateful for a healed leg and a huge scar to prove His healing.

I am grateful for a change in my route.

And I am grateful that I didn’t miss the greatest show on earth, and in the sky.