The sky is a mix of clouds and stars on my drive. Spots of light in the soft blanket of early morning. I’ve missed this.
I started thinking about how this is my church, these mornings. There’s something transformative about mountain air and emerging light. Everything is new again.
Blue Sky Church
This is where I belong.
You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might pray also in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance.
I want to be the best version of myself for anyone who is going to someday walk into my life and need someone to love them beyond reason.
Goodness is about what you do.
Not who you pray to.
Writing is prayer.
Nice thoughts to go with your beautiful images. There’s a reason Rainier is called The Mountain, with a capital “M.”
Yes, she has the title of Her Majesty around here. I got a photo of her a few years ago with “a face” in the clouds above. She is stunning and the weather she creates around her,, is equally so.
The love and respect you have for your mountain cathedral oozes out of each frame…. The same feeling I have for the ocean and the undulating motion of the waves… the scent of the salty sea air. As you said, “transformative…’
I love this so much ❤
I love your church!
Ahhh .. me too ! It’s the best .
Beautiful clouds and love the bluebird, it’s a new one for me.
Yes, me too ! I actually have seen them but I’ve never managed to get s good one !