Today I woke up like any other day before.

Today I was impressed by the marvel of a stream flowing in the frigid surroundings of a snowy mountain.

Today I was re-acquainted with an old friend: Hot Chocolate with Whipped Cream.

Today I found myself inspired by reading excerpts about a grandfather-like figure whose drive and passion permeates every area of his life; he says he gets it from his mother and father. I’m thankful to know what he’s talking about.

Today I heard a profound statement: “I would believe if I was able, but I’m waiting on the crumbs from your table.” 

Today I was reminded of the gift of music and lyrics - its diversity, relatability, freedom, theoretical composites, connection - and how powerful they can be. If nothing else proved that God exists, music would be enough for me to realize it.

Today I concluded the day with a Pop-Tart and a conversation of divine greatness.

Today was a good day.