Yesterday I got in my car and just started driving. Driving where? I didn't know until I reached a destination. There is this great place in Old Town Helena not too far from my office. I grabbed my bible, got out of my car and sat next to the water on some lush green grass (yes, I was wearing my work dress and got a little dirty, but no biggie).
I watched the little waves gently crest along the rocks.
I gazed at the clouds in the sky. I read the Lord's word and remembered that ther is always, always, always something to be thankful for.
And as my lunch hour rolled to a close, I picked myself up, walked back to my car, stopped in La ReUnion coffee shop for a good southern cup of sweet tea, smiled and thanked God for his creations.