undaunted.

I may have washed the mud away and picked all the thorns out of my feet, but still vacation lingers. We've traveled thousands of miles, singing hymns of praise for the glories we beheld along the way. Now the trick will be to find the glory in the day-to-day.

I'm staring at a pile of mail, thinking about our dusty, dirty car, and thumbing through a bustling calendar. Running the race of life after taking a snooze in the shade. Thankfully an inspiring song verse is flowing through my mind... "undaunted still he trusted in his Heavenly Father's care."

Now, to work!