I’m grateful for this new Lord’s day morning into which I’ve awakened. It is cool and clear, and the sun has begun to glow over the Saddleback mountains here. That sense of morning praise is one we find in the psalms. Thomas Merton knew about that, and I quoted him in a post from May 2010: “In the Psalms, we drink divine praise at its pure and stainless source, in all its primitive sincerity and perfection.”
