Another day goes by...  
... and the beauty continues.
Melodic music fills my ears
Wonderful people fill my sight
Beautiful weather fills my day
Our Saviour fills (and feels) my thoughts

Did I do something to deserve this?  Is my life on this ten month high just to come crashing down?  I certainly hope not.  There's not one in sight, but really, who knows, right?  Was life made to be this wonderful for everyone?  It seems that something makes my day every day.  It could be a the chorus to a song, a cool breeze, a bottle of Dasani water, a butterfinger, or just the thought of this state of mind lasting past today.  I don't think I've done anything to merit it.  The reformed theologian would agree with me, wouldn't he?  But, why me and not everyone? 

A wish for all of you to know Who I do,
chuk