This shall be short and to the point since there is a French paper that needs writing.

This morning I got up early and went to arouse Kara from her sweet slumber. Thankfully she was already awake and searching for shoes or something like that. We rode our bikes out to the bridge between Lafayette and West Lafayette where we stood for about half an hour and watched the sunrise. I can't remember the last time I saw a sunrise, and it was beautiful. The city was just starting to wake up, and cars and buses and an occasional train were scurrying about, but over it all was a huge, peaceful, breath-taking sky. It's like the hand of God--we scurry around and think our actions are so important and God rests quietly above it all. He's in control :-).