I took the kids to a park in the foothills today,
and we were delighted to discover a small trail through a wooded area.
That brief jaunt reminded me
that mountains breathe life into my soul.
There is a feeling I get in the mountains that is unlike any other...
combining the rugged beauty of the mountains with peace, spirituality, and holiness.
Sam used to work with a man who had traveled all over the world--
to nearly 50 countries.
And when I asked what his favorite place to visit was,
he said it was the Rocky Mountains.
It's good to be home.