New

Driving in the car through all sorts of weather made me smile as I listened to "New" by Bethany Dillon.

'What is this sun that conquers mountains
Singing over what has been asleep?
What is it that softens all my doubting?
It's you
Morning brings a hunger for new eyes
That have been covered by the hurt of yesterday
Who could create in me the vision of a little child?
It's you
You take an ordinary day and turn it into flowers like the month of May
You see all my pain and You cry over it for hours till I'm new again
Yes You do'