The Cool Morning

There is nothing profound on my mind, however there is an attitude of wonder and praise. This morning with a buddy we ran a little over 4 miles in the cool 19 degree morning. I thought about calling the run off because I knew it was going to be cold but I am sure glad I didn't. The morning sunrise was accented with the thick covering of frost on everything. The daylight brought out the colors of the leaves (those that are left) while the cold air magnified the bark of the dogs and crows of the roosters. Mr. Freeman (world class runner and HS coach) said "to run is to worship" this morning was a morning of worship. The great thing...tomorrow it will all be different and another chance to again worship the creator.