It’s beautiful autumn where I live. I walk our dog on a path through the wildlife preserve, beside the quiet, marshy waters. I study the changing colors of the distant hills. It’s good for me, body and soul.
Psalm 23:2-3 (NIV)
… he leads me beside quiet waters,
he refreshes my soul.
Good morning, Lord. I treasure the quiet waters I found in each place I’ve lived. Thank You for the soft-spoken beauty of creation, for its comfort and encouragement. I can go there — in my mind — and find peace for my soul, even in the stormiest of circumstances.

