I had done a couple of miles on the treadmill, and then my favorite time of day was coming. Clear sky, low winds, and cool temps. It was time to leave the gym and run outside. So I hopped off the treadmill, put on my reflective belt (fellow soldiers will understand and laugh here), and took off to the trail.

As I reached my turnaround point and made the turn, when I was running back, it was one of those moments that invariably makes me pause and utter thanks to God for such beauty. The oak was already showing shoots of green (as Spring is upon us), the sky was clear, and the moon was visible through the limbs from the spot where I had stopped running in order to capture this moment.

Some might scoff, “Really? That? Moonlight through the limbs of a tree?” Yes, indeed. Who made it? You? Me? Random chance? No, no, and no.

God, high and mighty, made it–just like he made us creatures capable of appreciating his creation and stewarding it. As the kiddos are wont to say nowadays, “Just sayin’.