Beauty from the Ashes
I watched the Charlie Kirk Memorial with tears in my eyes. Before a word was spoken, before tributes were shared, hands were lifted high in praise. Worship filled the room. Gratitude rose like incense. It was a scene that echoed the promise of Scripture: “If my people, who are called by my name, will humble…
From Beauty to Chaos to Beauty
Our last day in Crested Butte was the cherry on top of a God-gifted week. It started with waking up and seeing this mule deer getting his morning snack! Aw! Even God’s creatures declare His glory! We began our day at a packed Sunday morning church service — locals and summer wanderers all worshiping under…
He Giveth… and Giveth Again
Oh — sweet goodness — that follows us all the days of our lives. Yesterday, we took off — literally! We traded the Texas heat for the crisp, cool air of Crested Butte, Colorado. It started with a simple question from Carl’s daughter (my bonus daughter): “Want to do something different for Father’s Day?” Yes,…