Its funny

Today is one of those days that the rest of the world envies Florida for. December 20. The perfect day. Winter here is something that everyone who doesn't live or vacation here during this time envies. I'll explain why. Today, when most other areas are covered in snow or battling severe cold weather, here in south Florida, it is 60 degrees, sunny, and blue skies hitting you in every direction. I believe it is the closest that we can get to even getting a small fraction of an understanding as to what heaven is going to look and feel like.
I took a drive today. And its funny, you know, this driving. On any given day, you could find me furious about driving. I'm talking court-ordered anger management type of furious. Thinking horrible thoughts about the person who cut me off, or conjuring up ways to invent a car that turns into hard, shiny steel at the press of a button so I can ram cars off the road that are making insanely stupid decisions while driving, like cutting me off, for example. But not today. Today, the big truck in front of me going 30 mph didn't even phase me. In fact, I encouraged it. I adored it. I wanted to stop the car and shake the man's hand. Light a cigar for him, pop open a bottle of champagne in his honor.
And why? Because today, I'm driving for joy. I'm not in a hurry to get somewhere, I have nowhere to be, I can just coast. There is no stress as to where I'm going or when I have to get there. This is pure satisfactory driving. An unplanned, yet fantastic joy ride.
And the thought came into my head...how incredible that my demeanor could be so drastically different in the same activity. Like the way we view things. Today, the sun is shining the same way as it normally does, and the wind isn't blowing any stronger than any other day. There are plenty of days in which the skies are cloudless and blue. Yet today, I was fortunate enough to see it as something more than just another day. I was given the honor of seeing it as the grandeur that God created it to be.
Psalm 50 states that 'when you begin to find Him in all the stuff of life, everything starts singing. Every moment breaks into song. Every breath becomes sacrifice, and the songs become sweetness. This is living praise.'
Although I'm not near this point in my spiritual life, God has been drawing me nearer and nearer to this point each day. Sure, it is really easy for me to want to praise Him in this moment, on this beautiful day, so close to Christmas, no school, minimal hours at work, friends back in town. But He has been showing me the greatness of His love in the dark, stormy days. In the times when I'm alone and sad. He's allowing me, yes, ALLOWING me, to experience the joy and the amazement of every second and every type of weather of His love.

And the wind rustling the leaves, the incredible silence of snow, and the darkness of the storm all begin to sing a song of His love.