Related to David

For the last five years, I've been blessed to be able to go on a teachers' retreat to the Gatlinburg/Pigeon Forge area in Tennessee. This weekend was it for this year.
Every single time, the mountains take my breath away. And not just because of the narrow windy roads that make you feel like you might fall over the side.
Even this year, with the clouds covering part of the majestic peaks and hiding some of the tops, it's still awe-inspiring.
​And I just want to sing.

Sing?
Yes. Being up there, all I want to do is praise my God. Why is it easier up there? Not sure, but all day Saturday, the song was running through my head that goes, "All praises be to the King of kings, and the Lord our God, he is wonderful!" Yes, He is!
Does everyone want to sing praises to God when they see His handiwork? No. I know it's not something everyone does, though my heart that loves to sing doesn't necessarily understand.
But I know someone who would've understood. Because he wrong hundreds of songs praising God (even in the bad times). King David from the Old Testament--you know, the man after God's own heart? He sang. And it wouldn't surprise me a bit if he burst into song every now and then at the sight of something majestic God created.
Because God is my favorite artist. And I very much enjoyed being up among the clouds, the thunderstorm, the rainbow, the mountain laurel, the black bears (so cool!), the chipmunks and bunnies, the beauty.
Every spot in the world has some beauty to it, but there's nothing like the Smoky Mountains.
So, am I related to King David? Yes. And no. But I'm definitely in the same family of God. And my heart sings at His handiwork!
​He is wonderful!