Year Two, Day 45: Summer Breeze

Ah, my favorite early morning sounds: Rain and chirping birds. As an added bonus, a crisp, cool breeze is wafting through my open window. At 5:00 a.m. And I am awake to enjoy it!

Since I started adding more strength training to my workouts, I seem to have more energy. More sore. But more energy.

I veered from my normal routine yesterday! Instead of my traditional Indian buffet, I went to Cafe Yumm and had a "Smoky Yumm" Bowl with a barbecued tofu skewer. And a glass of ice water. Yes, I do understand the meaning of the word Yumm! :)

YUMM!!

It was delightful, and I'm certain I consumed fewer calories. But more than that, I broke an eating ritual.

And I did much walking!

On the ride down to Union Station yesterday I cried. Right there on the MAX. I cried, not tears of sadness. Tears of intense deep response to beauty.I was moved so deeply by a song I heard on K-Love radio, that hot tears just started trickling down my face. Afterwards I felt quite cleansed and peaceful.

And I felt lighter.

And I noticed the colors at Union Station were brighter.

The song was "You Are God Alone" sung by Phillips Craig and Dean:

You Are God Alone
You are not a god
Created by human hands
You are not a god
Dependant on any mortal man
You are not a god
In need of anything we can give
By Your plan, that’s just the way it is

Chorus:
You are God alone
From before time began
You were on Your throne
Your are God alone
And right now
In the good times and bad
You are on Your throne
You are God alone

You’re the only God

Whose power none can contend

You’re the only God

Whose name and praise will never end

You’re the only God

Who’s worthy of everything we can give

You are God

And that’s just the way it is

I dare you to not be moved. Here is my being moved to tears face:

But I'd like to leave you with pictures of beauty instead of my tears (although they were in response to beauty!), so here are more pictures from my Crystal Springs walk:

All these pictures were taken on my very cheap but sturdy flip phone, by the way! Kind of blurry, but not too bad, eh?

Speaking of blurry, I need to.find my spectacles and face the day before I lose my motivation. And courage. Dental appointment today.

Aacckk!

(Happy Thursday!)

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