Countenance is facial expression. This is, at least, what I write in the book, and what I write in the book I hope to be true. What I write in the book is just a collection of thoughts that I have taken the time to notice, and what I have noticed is that my thoughts, as with all thoughts, are more or less treasured. They are things that make me laugh, things that create feelings of nostalgia, and things that, if I am lucky enough, find a way to move me to tears. If I am lucky enough, they reveal to me something about this brilliant life that I live and, if I am even luckier, something about this brilliant life's Creator. This is what makes thoughts treasured. This is what makes them sacred, and as they find ways to change my countenance, I ought to take the time to notice. I ought to take the time to consider. Noticing and considering could make all the difference in how I end up seeing this life. I could end up experiencing a whole new countenance.

Or if I am again lucky, I could end up experiencing a countenance that is lifted higher above the rest.