If nothing else, Stamford, CT had enough good pizza spread around the city to satisfy anyone. Many of my friends had their favorites and at times we’d find ourselves debating which pizza was the best. One of my favorites ended up closing after many years and I don’t believe I’ll ever find another like it (Cipri’s).
Now, my lactose intolerant body lets me know I’ve had enough pizza for a lifetime. While I love the taste, the price I pay when I eat it hardly seems worth it any longer. That seems to be the way life works sometimes. The pleasures we find in the things of this world often fade over the years.
There are some things that actually get better over time though. Giving thanks to God is one of them. It’s like a remedy for anything that troubles me. Singing praises is another. When I’m in the company of fellow believers singing for joy I’m transported to a place of purpose and belonging. Remembering and talking about God’s love and faithfulness brings life to our conversations.
Here’s a song I wrote to the first two verses of Psalm 92. Sing along.
A psalm. A song to be sung on the Sabbath Day.
1 It is good to give thanks to the Lord,
to sing praises to the Most High.
2 It is good to proclaim your unfailing love in the morning,
your faithfulness in the evening,