That's a good idea, Phil, to change it to the Sound of God.  AFter all, it 
aint morning now!  hehehehehe1  Seriously, I think that's a great title! 
this reminds me of a story I passed along some time ago, about a premature 
baby girl who could not be held by her parents.  The mother asked God to 
look out for her.  then, when the girl was 5 years old, she and her mother 
went to a ball game, where it began to rain.  The girl made the same comment 
a couple of times, maybe about the air smelling like rain, or something else 
about it, I don't remember.  She then said in effect, "that's what God 
smelled like when I laid on His chest."

Sharon