This week I spent several hours at Pinnacle Mountain State Park. It was a lovely autumn day. The air crisp and fresh; filled with the smells of damp leaves and pine. It was quiet. Only nature making any sound. I could hear the rustling of the leaves in the wind, the plopping of acorns as they fell, the symphony of the birds singing, and the scampering of squirrels gathering their nuts for winter. Oh my, how blessed I felt that this beautiful world has been created for me to enjoy.
I found delight in the morning rays of sunlight.
I found delight in the mountain ridges.
I found delight in the rich farmlands next to the Arkansas River.
I found delight in the reflections on the still quarry water.
I found delight in the enormous hundred year old cypress trees.
I found delight in the fall leaves floating by at my feet.
I found delight in a gorgeous day.
I found myself in awe of the gifts we've been given.
"Every good and perfect gift is from above,
coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights,
who does not change like shifting shadows."
James 1:17 (NIV)
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