My husband and I spent Thanksgiving Day at the "Happiest Place on Earth," Disneyland. We aren't exactly teenagers, but sometimes, we just like to pretend. We can get away with that at Disneyland.
We become young again, and remember the good ol' days. Surrounded by the things I love, creativity, color and design, gardens and story, I---we feel inspired.
We sat at our outdoor table at a restaurant called the Plaza Inn, our turkey dinners in front of us; my husband grabbed my hand and said,
"Let's pray, I'm hungry."
For the first time, I bowed my head and prayed out loud amongst everyone else at Disneyland, right off Main Street, below Sleeping Beauty's Castle and catty-corner from Tomorrowland.
God made His presence known, for He is always with us in our hearts. His streets and pathways lead to grace and joy, His Kingdom reigns forever, and our future He holds in Eternity
The highlight of our evening concluded watching the "World of Color," water and light productions over Paradise Bay in California Adventure. The shows, filled with songs from the Disney films from my youth (yes waaaaay back then) and some modern songs (Frozen) came to life with animation projected in color, dancing waters and even fire, for our wonderment and entertainment.
The final show ended with the song, "Forever Young," composed by Bob Dylan and probably remembered best sung by Rod Stewart.
Maybe Bob spent sometime in the Word when He wrote this...