On the way home from the Walk-to-School, and after the Morning Pep Talk (in which I quoted JimDaddy Miller’s famous line, “You have everything to look forward to and nothing to dread), I began to sing.
I hope nobody heard me, but I did seem to attract an unusual number of dogs. I sang the old Twila Paris chorus, “He is Exalted.”
He is exalted the King is exalted on High
I will praise You
He is exalted forever exalted
And I will praise His name
He is the Lord
Forever His truth shall reign
Heaven and Earth
Rejoice in His holy name
He is exalted the King is exalted on high!
I think about this exalted King whose truth reigns forever. Here I am with dogs jumping all over me on this crisp Pennsylvania winter day–when some of my friends protest this day in history and others brim with hope–and yet, I’m attached to this beautiful, eternal moment.