"God is so good, God is so good, God is so good, He's so good to me." i used to sing that little song in my little kiddie Bible club; now at age 40, i must shout it from my rooftop, and go tell it on my own mountain. there are moments in life when you have to just stop, look, and listen. i mean spiritually. as i do this today, only one thing comes to mind, that cheesily sweet little song from when i was 9 years old.

sometimes it's good to chat on about the issues of the day. other times it's good to ramble profusely about the clutter in my mental database to achieve some "brain-drain." but i'm not in the mood for that today. i just want to thank God for being so good to me. yes i have unresolved issues, yes i have baggage yet to be dropped, yes i have undiscipline and disorder and irrational thought and behavior patterns in desperate need of holy flushing. but through it all, i am one blessed woman. love fills my life, grace cushions my falls, and music soothes my savage beastness. the One True God holds me and scolds me and molds me like a caring parent must, letting me know constantly how much i am loved and how much he wants me to walk, run, dance, ponder, and sleep in grace. last night i cried out in song, "heal me, Jesus." guess what? he is healing me; deeply, madly, and truly.

come on and sing it with me just for one second; make up your own tune if you don't know the real one. ready? here we go..."God, you're so good, God, you're so good, God, You're so good, You're so good to me." now didn't that feel...good? if you don't love God, you really should give it a try. i'm certain you will find him to be quite lovable indeed.