my Father's world...

I walked outside this morning to wave goodbye to my son as he went off to school and there was a noticable nip in the air. Now, you have to understand that I live in Florida and that means something different to me than to my northern countrymen. Nonetheless, the air felt cool and fresh. I absolutely love mornings like that...where the day just seems to vibrate with life and possibilities. This morning it put a song on my heart that I just cannot shake:

This is my Father's world, and to my listening ears all nature sings and round me rings the music of the spheres. This is my Father's world, the birds their carols raise the morning light, the lily white declare their Maker's praise.

This is my Father's world. I rest me in the thought of rocks and trees, of skies and seas, his hands the wonders wrought.

This is my Father's world. O' let me ne're forget that though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the ruler yet.

This is my Father's world. Why should my heart be sad? The Lord is king, let the heavens ring. God reigns. Let the earth be glad.

This is my Father's world. He shines in all that's fair. In the
rustling grass, I hear him pass. He speaks to me everywhere.