This reminds me of a sunrise I watched during Histology class Thursday morning. I kept twisting around in my seat during lulls in my note-scribling, but I'm afraid nobody else ever figured out what I was doing.
Sounds like Tuesday morning for me - I was doing the same thing while walking up the steps to the nursing building. I did NOT want to go down to the cave in the basement that is our classroom.This is my favorite part:"You water its furrows abundantly, You settle its ridges, You soften it with showers, You bless its growth."
I like that part as well, partly because from personal experience, I'm getting a small glimpse of the fact that God really does those things.