Letting the Words Loose: The Blessing of Denver Air

There’s a lightness to the air here. I know that actually the lightness comes from the relative lack of humidity at 5,000 feet, but it seems more like a quality of life or light, an airiness about place and time. The open, truer blueness of the sky, the...

Mountains of Promise: God’s Presence

He knew the mountain by familiar love and feel, like a face. – Annie Dillard Mountains make me ache. The foggy shadow of the Blue Ridge across the fields. The Smokies dressed in streams of water and mist. Pinnacles and bare, jagged stones adorning the Rockies....

Mountains of Promise: God's Presence

He knew the mountain by familiar love and feel, like a face. – Annie Dillard Mountains make me ache. The foggy shadow of the Blue Ridge across the fields. The Smokies dressed in streams of water and mist. Pinnacles and bare, jagged stones adorning the Rockies....