"Whoa Mommy, come!" exclaims "M" as she comes running to get me. Hands wet and soapy I let her pull me half-way across the house. "Look at this. It's a choo-choo! Choo-choo," she wildly toots as she jumps up and down, pointing at the beam of morning sun reflecting across the floor. And it was just what I needed to start my day; a reminder to praise God for the rising of the sun.
"From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, the name of the LORD is to be praised."