...that feeling...

It's that feeling.

The sun, the rain, the way your dog looks at you when you make a funny noise.

Friends, fire, futbol.

Feeling giddy when you hear your favorite song playing out of someones window.

Waiting on the post like it's the 1800s.

Swaying in the breeze, in a hammock, or the treetops.

Reading a verse, rereading it, having one of those awe-inspiring revelations.

Hearing a street musician that's actually good.

Dirt under your fingernails.

Biting into a well cooked s'more.

Dancing under the stars, or just laying in the grass.

Peeling a juicy orange with just your hands.

Spending hours making a meal, making a mess of the kitchen, but it's delicious.

Screaming in joy when they score a goal, hugging complete strangers as a result.

Giving.

Sweating profusely, then dropping into cool clear water.

Windows down, sun rising, music at 27.

Irresistible sight of a firefly filled night.

Reading a story that grabs ahold of you and won't let go, reading your favorite story for the 11th time.

A good conversation.

Finding an unique place that you've never seen, in the town where you've live all your life.

Jumping and screaming with 20,000 other people, singing the same song.

Somewhere, deep inside...

You know. You do. You are.

Glorify. Love. Inspire.