Musings at Altitude

I landed in Denver at 6:10 in the morning yesterday after the “redeye” flight out of Anchorage.  It was a beautiful morning, about 60 degrees, and a wonderful reminder of the majestic nature of the mountains.  As I drove south, about 10 miles north of Colorado Springs the sunshine turned to a pretty dense cloud deck that appeared to be sitting just above the city.  It was dark and quite ominous in places, and I had to use lights in the house at 8:00 in the morning to read anything.

As the day went on, the clouds lifted and the sun returned, so I rushed outside to mow the yard knowing that one should never “wait till later” when given the gift of sunshine in the early afternoon in Colorado!

Sure enough, the gift was only a few hours long, and by late afternoon or early evening, this was happening:

Which then resulted in this:

But in Colorado, what may be happening now may be a distant memory just a while later.  So this morning, only 12 hours from the hail storm, we have this:

With one stubborn piece of evidence about the hail storm that passed:

In Genesis 8:22, we have God’s promise:

As long as the earth endures,

seedtime and harvest,

cold and heat,

summer and winter,

day and night

will never cease.

In Colorado, we see that promise of a never ending cycle of seasons in less than 24 hours.

It’s beautiful.  It’s one of those many things that make Colorado so special.

And the anticipation of what may or may not come just adds to the excitement of every single day!