How sweet it is...

... to be loved by God. Today I walked to and from campus through the gorge, taking pictures on the way up (which I will later post on my new flickr account when I get around to uploading them). The gorge is absolutely beautiful truly gorge-ous. On the way home, I was listening to music while walking down, and when James Taylor "How Sweet it is (to be loved by you)" came on, I really wanted to dance. So I did. I danced my way down the path, somewhat racing the water to see if I could get to the next ledge as fast as it could (which I couldn't). I first thought, I enjoy this song so much, who loves me that it is so sweet that they do? My first thought was a couple people in my life and then more immediate to the situation, God. And I started to marvel at several things... One, that there are such places naturally in the world... places where water flows and those that don't, and that there's natural a ton of water in this skinny space that cut through the rock and made beautiful falls, somewhere that people can live near it to appreciate it. That God made created these, and then created us to consider such things as beautiful. Wouldn't it be terrible if we thought trees and water were ugly? I guess we wouldn't survive, so time would kill out that quality maybe. I love how happy plain water can make me, just its existence and movement. Though the movement is an important part of its beauty. Same with the ocean. The constant motion and connection to another part of the world is a large part of its beauty. I love the sound of rushing water, or waves. So movement as a part of beauty. Hmm... interesting idea. Well, that's all for the moment. I must continue on with accomplishing things this evening. Constant movement in my life right now... hope that means I am becoming more beautiful ;).