Go Tell It on This Mountain
And our saga continues — from the majestic, soul-stirring heights of Crested Butte, Colorado. Just when I thought we’d soaked in all the beauty we could, yesterday surprised us again. Turns out it was the official opening of the summer ski lift season! Carl and I jumped at the chance (well — stepped carefully at…
God of the Mountains, Maker of Majesty
Crested Butte, Colorado. Just the name fills the soul with fresh air and awe. This tucked-away treasure isn’t like the bustling ski resorts that make headlines. It’s quieter. Holier, even. Not easy to get to, but maybe that’s what makes it so special — it’s still raw with God’s fingerprints. Carl and I are here…
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,…