I head down the blacktop road slightly faster than normal. Once again, I am rushing against time. I feel the air brush past my lips and my hair flips along the way. I inhale just long enough to pause and realize there is a feeling of calm and peacefulness in my gait. I gaze in the distance to see the clouds rolling away and again feel the air sweep past my face. I take a deep breathe and suddenly the chirps and the tweets of my morning friends are alive all around me. I allow myself to say, “Thank you, Lord!” I am in such awe of the world you made and all the beauty which encompasses me on my morning routine. I head around the corner and my destination comes into view. I allow the morning sun to warm me and soothe my aging bones. I am reminded of my many blessings which I take for granted and I am grateful for the simple pleasures in life. My destination is here: my bus stop. It’s time for another day to do the Lord’s will.
King James Version (KJV)