I’m writing my own today.
Praise to the Lord for His goodness.
For His mighty protecting hand in the darkness.
And for the path He provides through the fog.
Praise Him for His loving care for the deer that
didn’t jump into our path- and for the speed
He gave to the one that did.
Praise Him for the mysteries of engines and
brakes and squeals and noises that turn out
to be the rear windshield wipers.
Praise Him for guidance around the mountain
paths and through the mountain tunnels.
Praise Him for the strength of steel that
hold up bridges over the depths of the bay.
And for the clouds that block the sun during
the hottest part of the journey.
Today I’m praising Him for the journeys end-
and for the anticipation of a beloved daughter’s
Praise the Lord with me!