My email address incorporates this belief: God is good.
I saw that goodness unfold again this morning.
I had come home from my early morning date with The New York Times and a cup or two of bold coffee at Starbucks.
I looked out my front car window.
I saw it.
A big maple tree in the distance, its leaves bright in a brilliant pumpkin orange, standing against a slate-gray backdrop of sky, promising a shower.
It was an exquisite sight.
You'll have to take my word--or my description--for it. I forgot to take a photo.
The effect of this glimpse upon me was joy--joy that God had created such beauty, joy that I was alive to see it, joy.
God is the author of beauty, and beauty gives me joy.
Today, may I suggest, in words my teachers used to speak to me in a firm authoritative voice?
Pay attention to what God wants to show you--and give you:
Because God is good.