I took a moment today to sit outside; it was a very windy day.  I looked across the street at the tall and very old trees.  As the wind ripped thru the branches and tore off the leaves, I was reminded of a scripture that reads” all the trees of the field shall clap their hands”.  Well, I prefer to praise my God, no need for the rocks to cry out instead of me.  I will do it.  My God, I praise you on this day and forever more. 

Hold on till tomorrow!