Tuesday, September 30, 2008
It's a New Day in the Neighborhood
I love to get up early, two to three hours before work-thirty if possible. It's more than having the time to mentally clear out yesterday and start the day infused with copious amounts of caffein.
There's something magical about being up early enough to hear the first bird chirp. It's a time to communicate with God and get your direction for the day.
I couldn't miss this time in Pigeon Forge.