Perfect Morning

I don't post much anymore, but I had to write about this glorious morning.  I took an early morning walk for the first time in a long time.  (I walk in the afternoons through the winter because it's usually too dark when I wake up.) God was everywhere - in the perfect 68 degree temperature, in the light breeze caressing my skin, in the warm sunshine which seemed to imbue everything with it's own inner glow...  The birds were feeling it, too, singing their little hearts out.  I ate it all up like I was enjoying an especially delicious meal, savoring each bite and feeling so contented when the meal - and the walk - was over.  Today, I found God in His gift of an incredibly perfect morning.