Mornings like this - crisp, cool, clear - deserve the elevated tranquility of sitting on a deck with a cup of coffee absorbing the grandeur of surrounding mountains. Rockies…Smokies…doesn't much matter which. Somehow that setting seems worthy…it complements the largeness of soul that comes when the senses are overwhelmed. Is it possible to be in that place without knowing the majestic goodness of the One who created and sustains it moment by moment? The same exhaustive heart and mind who conceived, brought forth, and upholds the tangible glory all around me, watches over me with care moment by moment. And then I know...
It's going be OK. It's all going to be OK.
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