How Vast The Sum Of Them

I remember so clearly the morning I sat on the wall behind this little guy, ushering in a new day with him and thinking that maybe the sand had never looked more beautiful than it did in that moment when the sun touched it with the first golden light of dawn.  He seemed to pause in reverence, right along with me.

I read something wonderful this morning.  It took me back to that moment of gratefulness.  

All the days ordained for me were written in your book, before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them. Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you.
— Psalm 139:16-18