Awe and Wonder Sightings -- Fall 2009

Here in Colorado we have it so incredible. The beautiful blue sky, the clouds ever changing. Need I say, the mountains. Ah, the mountains. The crystal streams. The peaks jutting forth. The meadows. The elk. The moose. The bear. The ever changing seasons. I love the seasons. I love the rapidly approaching fall with its crisp cool mornings and evenings, the leaves now hinting at the colors to come. The clouds are beginning to flatten pointing to things ahead. It is in the fall that so many trees pour their heart out, becoming aflame in various shades of red and the like. So many trees doing their finest to portray the tree of life, that is the cross, their bright red leaves spilling to the ground. The pilgrimage of all pilgrimages, the pilgrimage of his blood. The pilgrimage of his love to us. For we are forever indebted to the Roman Guard who thrust his spear into the chest of God that all might see there exists no greater heart, no greater love. The love of your Royal Lover of heaven. Feeble musings of awe and wonder of the Beautiful One in this, the fall, of the 2009th year of our Lord.