Psalm 65:9-13 sums up my morning.
You visit the earth and water it, you greatly enrich it; the river of God is full of water; you provide the people with grain, for so you have prepared it. You water its furrows abundantly, settling its ridges, softening it with showers, and blessing its growth. You crown the year with your bounty; your wagon tracks overflow with richness. The pastures of the wilderness overflow, the hills gird themselves with joy, the meadows clothe themselves with flocks, the valleys deck themselves with grain, they shout and sing together for joy.
After breakfast I took off for my favorite Saturday morning hangout. Last night’s rains left the road damp under my tires. Clouds and moisture gathered around, making the greens greener and the air healthier. For long stretches on the road, the only sound was my occasional brake squeal. Pedaling came easy, and there was time for reflection. The trees were damp with moisture, and in the breeze they might have been clapping hands.