We had the most beautiful morning here two days ago.  The ones since have been quite astonishing too actually.  But that morning was just something incredible. It had rained all day the day before and the sun just came up in a perfectly blue sky and gently touched every wet blade and leaf.  There was still that touch of moisture in the air and not a cloud in the sky, it was simply breathtaking.

My dad and I had just been talking about how gorgeous the Golden Rod had been this year, it’s his favorite.  As I drove through the streets as the sun peeked over each tree, house, and hill, it seemed to pick out every golden flower between home and my destination.  I was so overwhelmed that I went back home, got my camera, and drove around the city letting Him illuminate every last sprig of it. Simply incredible.

Today I spent hours out soaking up the Sun–literally, one should not be so naturally tanned from 50 degree Fall.  I talked to the Lord, I handed Him my burdens and concerns, I listened, and I observed.  Toward the end of my time, I turned on some music.  There is a song that seems to put to words the cry of my heart. I searched through every song in the playlist until I found it.  It was just what I wanted to say.  I came into my house, singing with a gusto that came from somewhere deep inside, and found myself nearly bumping into the God with whom I’d communed.  It’s like He was waiting there at the refrigerator.  With my hand on the door, I stopped short, overcome by His Presence and overwhelmed by the desire to know it more.

I fell to the hard wood floor on my tired runner’s knees and I sang to the God who came near.  I poured out my desire to see Him this way more often, I praised Him for the myriad of ways He makes Himself known, and I fell at the feet of the Savior who made this inexplicable connection possible.

Simply incredible.

Look for Him where you are today.  He’s there and He’s beautiful.