A cold, clear morning with heavy frost on the grass and a rim of ice on the water.  The pond is perfectly placid, reflecting the grasses and cat tails in exactitude. There is beauty all around us.

Praise be to you, Lord, that you are Beauty itself, full of grace and majesty, elegance and kindness, magnificence and forgiveness. You are perfect in your personality, brilliant in your beauty, lovely in your lavishness and grand in your graciousness. You are worthy of all worship, of all honor, of all surrender and obedience.

I praise you that you are the superb discerner of right and wrong: your judgment is fully trustable, while ours is so feeble and faulty, so subjective and selfish. I praise you for revealing to us your way through your Word. Help us to obey what we know to be true, to avoid what we know to be evil and to pursue what we know to be godly.