A Moment

Got up early Sunday morning, left the gals sleeping in the truck at the gravel pit and went for a hike just as it was starting to get light.  Found a fatty moose trail so I followed it for a mile until it cut between two ridge lines.  The ridge on the right looked inviting so I climbed up the hillside to the tune of a thousand aspen leaves shaking.  I tried calling for moose but wasn't really into it.  I was more content to just stand there in the aspen grove.  The beauty of the trees, the crispness of an early fall morning, the cold air, the colors, and the sun getting ready to break over distant mountains.  It was perfect to just stand there and soak it all in.  It was good to be alive and see God in this moment; it was true worship. 
I think that when Psalms 35:10 says, "My whole being will exclaim, 'Who is like you O Lord," the author was describing such a moment.  I also think that long ago, God created that hillside and that grove of aspen trees, knowing that one day I would follow a moose trail to this exact spot and there, pause and see His Glory.