So, I’m riding down the road today and it’s beautiful. The sun was fading passed the golden blue sky; laced with billowy clouds, while little hints of pale blue and white lines stream out as if they were God’s paintbrush strokes in the sky. Okay, today is amazingly beautiful and I fell in love with God’s gift to me as I drive into a masterpiece, while cool wind tussled my hair and peace filled to cab of the car. I am diving to my own rhythm in harmony with natures rime, today I am alive and I love it~! The smell of fresh cut grass mingles with the air as I take a deep breath; peace fills my inter-being, while I think “could this day be anymore perfect?”
Suddenly, a high pitched voices yell from the backseat, “Mom, I’m hungry,” and another “Mom, she hit me,” along with “Are we there yet?” Oh, how my children’s voices pierced the peaceful harmony like a bull horn. I wanted to crawl up into God’s masterpiece. After a few moments of playing referee, I thought maybe if I explain or point out what I was seeing maybe one day they would grow cherish days like this too. I put the sunroof back to play a pick your favorite cloud game. After some time, they too were amazed by the beauty and weren’t fighting anymore; they agreed to disagree. A few moments later, we all were riding to our own rhythm in harmony with nature’s rime, while peace and love filled our hearts. Yes, today was a beautiful day.