It's easy to be overwhelmed by the beauty of autumn ~ the colorful vistas, the blazing trees, the glory of it all ~ it's a sensory overload. That's why we like to take slow down and experience the small gems along the pathway. Our hearts sing out for joy at the beautiful work of God's hand.
Praise God in His sanctuary; praise Him in His mighty heavens.
Praise Him for His acts of power; praise Him for His surpassing greatness.
Praise Him with the sounding of the trumpet, praise Him with the harp and lyre,
Praise Him with tambourine and dancing, praise Him with the strings and flute,
Praise Him with the clash of cymbals, praise Him with resounding cymbals.
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. ~ Psalm 150
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