The Cleft of the Rock
My last day in Cabo meant my last morning adventure. I executed a new plan this morning. Still dark outside, I drove the golf cart with headlights on as far as I could go before I reached the sandy beach and shore. The sun was just starting to cast its dreamy colors. I heard the…
Ain’t No Mountain High Enough
My little eyes saw the lighthouse and church atop the mountain. It was a “God” moment when I recognized His presence as I gazed at those two sources of bringing safety to boats and people! I spoke about them in a recent blog. I’m a noticer, a seeker and many times, a finder! I’ve always…